Glimpses of the garden

Glimpses of the garden

Decay,

Abandoned souls on street corners,

Trash heaps piled high,

Traffic jams, smog and Crime.

Where is God?

Some find him in the eagle souring high,

Or in the crashing shorelines,

Others in the mountains pristine.

I see God amidst His created beings.

Gaze over the rolling hills,

With Patchwork fields clothed in harvest ripe.

Look upon a well-loved flower garden,

With rainbow colors bursting forth.

Take in the picket fence in the horizon

Against the  sunset amber glowing.

Glance while Trekking on well worn paths
At majestic falls.

Wonder at the church steeple

Ensconced in Ivy reaching.

View the arbor draped with care

With grape vines full  with prize.

Wander over wooden bridges

Across babbling brook sublime.

Admire the simple cabin

Nestled in woods deep.

Man and God in Unity

Before the fall a harmony,

Now only glimpses of eternity.