The Garden of Peace

The warmth of the moment cradles my heart

Sweet aromas caress my nostrils 

And tilt the corners of my lips up 

In the direction of where my hope lies 

Birds sing songs of joy 

For my ears to capture 

And my eyes are focused solely on the moment 

The past behind, the future ahead 

But none steal away right now 

 I am in the Garden of Peace 

Reverent waters dance in the glory of the sun’s light 

The air, once moving in a swift attempt to carry away nature 

Sits still, and is quiet; obediently falling in line with its surroundings 

Expectation is being born, without a cry & without pain 

Absent from the worry of a glimpse into the future 

 I am in the Garden of Peace 

Pillows of clouds offer refreshment 

From the weight of the past 

They wash out the memory 

And shadow the anticipated 

All for one purpose; and only one alone 

To make right now a moment 

 And that moment home 

 I am in the Garden of Peace 

Not needing a rescue, or place to hide 

Unafraid of what’s out there 

Protected on all sides