“To The Gardener”

“To The Gardener”

Paint some color on my petals

Add a sparkle to my thorns

The color tells of deepest feeling

And of the pain the sparkle warns

Sprinkle your love on my soil

Shine your mercy on my leaves

Guide me gently as I’m growing

And hold my roots as you pull the weeds

Take my fruit so I’m not weary

Prune my branches so more may grow

Splint my weakness so I’m not dreary

And tie your band so all may know

Walk through the garden with a smile

Gaze at all that you have made

Know your labor shines through every mile

Come rest with me underneath the shade

LN Maher

© 1990 Echoes of The Lion’s Roar (4/25)