*** segue into praying to God***
I’m going back
to a garden when my mansion room is set
And every
person who comes behind me
may be wafted
by its scent
I did not know
words could be so powerful,
Did you?
I did not know
words could be anything at all
Till I met You
At the garden
center
I did not know
how to write
You taught, you
put my hand in yours
You helped me
form the letters until
I could form
scores
You waited
there so patiently until I could get better
And you did not
worry that I lagged, that I might not get there ever
You knew how
far I had come, you knew how far that I could go
When all that I
could fathom was misery and snow
I do not think
another train
Would take its
time and swing so long
If you think you can find one
You are free to
go
But I do not
think you’ll find it
In fact, I know
Because the
depth it had to travel
No other king
could go
