The Garden of Words
Once the word leaves your lips it takes on life.
Our breath creates the seen and the unseen.
Chaos yields to creativity,
creativity yields to chaos.
So, we say the words holy,
and we say the words insane.
A chance to create a garden of delight.
Fear the words that disturb, or distance, or damn.
To garden is hard work,
Calling us to fresh efforts each day.
Calling us to nurture, to grow.
Calling us to careful work lest we grow a garden of weeds.
Calling us to create delight with Water and with Power.
Scott Parrish
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