Poetry from a Time Forgotten : Basket of fruit

Saturday, May 3, 2008

Basket of fruit

I come to the garden to gather fruit from a tree whose roots have no end. The Gardener, robed in light with shades of peach and arbor green, crown of thorns, pierced hands extended. I approach as He hands me the garden garment to wear in the fields of plenty. I spend time with the Gardener as He... Sign in to see full entry.

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