Garden of Roses
Genesis 1:8-15


Garden of roses secluded at dawn,
Fresh dewdrops gleaming on emerald lawn,
Morning bird melodies sweeten the air,
Promising peace and serenity there.

Mid-autumn’s kisses enfolding each bloom,
Soon they will sleep ‘til the spring times resume;
Lingering scents fill the wakening sky;
Sunrise ascends like an opening eye.

Colorful resonance graces the green,
Paradise found in this diurnal scene:
Garden of roses protected and blessed,
Essence of Heaven where God finds His rest.