The gardener
He prunes
In love
He removes
All that is fading
He gives life
Where there is no hope
He gives peace
For every heart that is waning
He offers solace
A shoulder to cry on
A friend to be there
A Father to rely on
A new perspective
A new angle
He is unwinding
He is untangling
A change of scenery
A change of tempo
A change in pace
A change, a difference
The gardener knows
What we need
What feeds our soul
What restores our heartbeat
For the glory set
On the flowers of Eden
I will see my promised land
I will receive freedom.
© Jess Laura Jane
