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In my secret garden
In my secret garden the grass is green and lushAnd the leaves of the shrubs shine just like emerald And every flush-dawn, when the sun wakes with a blush, Sunshine arrives, with sweet songs that the birds herald.
In my secret garden red and pink roses bloom And blood red is the colour of camellias. The lilac blossoms spread their sweet scent of perfume, While sunflower-like sway colourful dahlias.
A placid brook runs into a calm azure lake, On its mirror surface white fleecy clouds reflect. By its shore, on green grass, I like to lie awake, Watching ripples that wings of dragonflies effect.
In my garden raindrops fall from azure blue sky And on the blades of grass like pearl drops hang the dew, Every leaf, every bloom is there to testify Of a Power that gives birth and lets all renew.
In my secret garden I blossom, come alive, The grass feels soft, like velvet, underneath my sole; Inside my secret garden my soul can revive… …My secret garden is… inside my heart and soul… When I pass and offer my soul to my Maker I’ll ask to scatter my ashes to feed the lawn, Allow only a white swan as a partaker Gently to glide across the lake at every dawn;
Let my garden remain a home for birds and flowers, Let white swans gather on the banks of placid stream, Let mellow bell ring out the passing hours And let me dream the dreams I was meant to dream.
©. P. J. Oszmann (2003)



My Secret Garden


There is a place of beauty,

That God made with His hands.

I call it  

My Secret Garden ,

That s greener than all green lands.

A place of wonder,

With grass so high.

Colorful flowers,

Beneath the bluest sky.

A place of peace,

A place of prayer.

The strong winds blowing,

All through the air.

With trees so tall,

The sun so bright,

Glistening dew,

And birds a flight.

I look up to my God above.

Bending on my knees.

And He looks upon His child,

Standing in the breeze.


 Marie Bentham






Welcome to my Secret Garden, Lord;


Welcome to my secret garden, Lord;

You do not so much enter as pervade,

seeping between the leaves in every glade and trickling

over pathways like a ford.

Like a rich perfume,

carelessly outpoured,

that lingers, drifts and does not seem to fade,

or like a loud,

impassioned serenade heard both

by passers-by and the adored;

You fall like twilight on the gasping ground

After the unrelenting heat of day.

You drop as imperceptibly as dew,

yet everywhere I sense You,

like the sound of waterfalls, t

hat never dies away.

Here in my garden,

Lord, I welcome You.


 Rosamund Bunne

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