Walking through a magical garden

gathering flowers in hand

the air is filled with sweet perfume

and I am at peace

My arms are laden with glowing blossoms

their colours an array of finest jewels

I am showered in petals of light

These are the gardens of Heaven

the Lord is the Gardener

His Garden is open

without walls or gates

His angels lovingly tend the spiritual fruit

while birds of all colours sing His praises from every tree

calling us to come gather the Lord’s bounty

His sacred blooms are freely given

to all who care to come