The garden tends the gardener
The garden tends the gardener
through fallow times
and droughts of faith
The garden tends the gardener
with tools forged by
eternal hands
The garden tends the gardener
with rain to cleanse
our seeds of doubt
The garden tends the gardener
and watches humbly
as we grow
Poetry by Hans Bump
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Written on 2012-01-18 at 03:00
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