I created you a garden
I created you a garden
I created you a garden
I created you a home
yet all you do is ask me
“Why am I here, alone?”
I saw to all your comforts
and time and space to grow
yet all you do is ask me
“Why am I here, at all?”
“Why can’t I have it my way
I’m sure I know what’s best.”
If only you would trust me
and rest when you can rest.
Yet on and on you wonder
you ponder and yes, moan
you don’t look at your garden
you don’t realise you’re home.
But trust how well I know you
I’m here, you have a friend
just let me work, Me, through you
And hold you to the end.
I will always love you
you always will be Mine
before you came I knew you
You are Spirit, you are Divine.
Nederhorst den Berg, 2014 copyright, Lysanne Sizoo
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I have read this poem several times now and each and every time I have found something new. This remainds me of litterature classes long time ago where we were analyzing short stories, novels and poems. The symbolism in this poem is beautiful and even though I’m not very spiritual person I have a feeling of something beyond when reading this.