Sacred Garden

Creating in this slowly dropping off new moon energy.

There is a place that I have Found

When I go there, there is no Sound

A Holy place that was placed for Me

A place I go when I've a need to Free

There is a Garden that grows my Fruit

My higher self tends it and it's taste Soothes

When I find the time to let it all fall Away

I find myself again at that Holy Gate

When I fell from the Stars so long Ago

I found myself here with so much to Know

I had never found the Garden for over fifty Years

And once I did find it, it brought so many Tears

When I fall in deep into that well of unending Bliss

I find myself swimming in an understanding of nothing Missed

The darkness slowly rises through different colors of Light 

And then a seen begins to take form within my Sight

Oh it is time to drift off again to find my Quiet

I simply turn down the volume my mind, come try It

I allow it all to just go where it may and I fall In

No need to worry, no need to try, just let it Begin

Now He and I we tend the Garden Together

We cultivate, we water, we spend time with Her

This is the Sacred, my shrine to the possibility of Me

Through this place we are connect like roots of a Tree

All of our Gardens are rooted in Source

And we tend to them now to avoid Remorse

Of what might have been if we had only Planted

And that we might live a life that is rich and Enchanted