It’s peaceful now. The afternoon is still.
The street is quiet. Voices very dear
Reach up the stairs, caress me like a thrill
From heaven. I am home and you are here.
My mind’s a little scattered
Not knowing what to do
But all that’s ever mattered...
What more of love may be said by this garden?
God’s love and yours have made this minor heaven.
Fingers in earth...
