Saturday, November 7, 2020

Theology of the Garden Bench - poem

 

Lawrence Hall

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https://hellopoetry.com/lawrence-hall/

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Theology of the Garden Bench

 

God’s good, green earth is holy, and must be reverenced

As an act of His Creation, a work of His hands

And of His breath, His singing into being

This glorious epiphany in which we live

 

Our little children live close upon the earth

Laughing and tumbling through the summer grass

With kittens and puppies as their happy playmates

Sweet Eden’s innocence echoed in them all

 

And we with our weary, creaky old bones

Repose like royalty on an old wooden bench

 

And give thanks

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