“I think that if ever a mortal heard the voice of God it would be in a garden at the cool of the day.” — Frank Frankfort Moore
In the garden Christ walks in the garden, yes, this spring-fresh orchard where gaudy peacocks strut, where incipient apples grow and the trees speak to me of bearing his weight, while bluebells shoot their vivid heads skyward to match the now droopy tulips, and green plants emerge blinking into the sun like newly startled birds before the heavy, drenching rainstorm comes. Christ walks in the garden of my soul — he comes barefoot and vulnerable, with a steady tread firm and purposeful, as he hopes I will notice his presence, fragrant as the morning dew I prepare to dip my toes into, and rise refreshed as if I’ve experienced peerless peace and rest. © joylenton
“I love to think of nature as an unlimited broadcasting station through which God speaks to us every hour, if we will only tune in.” — George Washington Carver
Poetry Joy 
Beautiful!
Thank you, Susmita! I appreciate you letting me know you enjoyed this post. Bless you, my friend. ❤️
So very beautiful, Joy! Your poetry is so refreshing. I also love that quote from George Washington Carver. Blessings, love, and gentle hugs to you, my dear sister/poet/friend! xoxo
Gayl, I’m grateful my dry creative well was refreshed enough to pen this poem. Having been in a physical and mental funk for several months, it’s really good to slowly crawl out of it and be able to blog again! Thank you so much for your support and kind encouragement. Blessings, love and hugs to you, too, dear sister/poet/friend! xoxo 😊💜
Dear Joy, your poem touched my heart so deeply! While my gardening activity has become much quieter, your words have stirred my gardening heart to rest with Him in His own beautiful heavenly garden!
Dear Bettie, gardening activity is largely beyond me, too, bar deadheading a few dead petals or picking flowers to put in a vase, if that counts. Though I do get drawn into some plant buying decision-making for our small plot. But oh the joy and blessing of sitting outside immersed in nature even if I’ve contributed nothing to its appearance or upkeep! I hope and pray you can experience the beauty of a garden this summer and enjoy welcoming the Head Gardener of our hearts into yours, as the scents assail your nostrils and the sun warms your body and face. Blessings and love. x 🪴❤️🌷
Exactly, Joy. With the trees and flowers and growing things is where I feel God closest. More than any place else during these later years I feel the need to be outdoors.
Amen, me, too, Jenny. I have developed a deeper appreciation of nature and a greater desire to immerse myself in it. Gardens are soul soothing, healing environments. May you enjoy your excursion outdoors, my friend! x 😊❤️
Beautiful and soulful imagery! Bounteous blessings upon you, MW 🙏🩶🙏
I’m grateful for your keen poetic eye which doesn’t miss a thing. Bounteous blessings upon you, too, my friend! 🙏🏻🌸🕊