Inspiration for the day... from a friend, from a friend ...

The Garden

Pause, friend and read before you enter here
This vine-clad wall encloses holy ground.
Herein a mellowed garden dreamsaway the years,
Steeped in serene, sweet light and muted sound.
Herein tranquility and peace abide.
For God walks here at cool of evening-tide.

Pause, friend and strip from out your heart
All vanity, all bitterness, all hate:
Quench, for this hour, the fever of your fears.
Then, treading softly, pass within this gate.
There, where the ancient trees wait, hushes and dim,
May you find God, and walk awhile with Him.

Pearl Hiatt.