LIKE A WATERED GARDEN

As clouds share with parched earth their liquid store
Of cooling and invigorating rain,
And on a garden's flowered beauty pour
The quickening showers, reviving it again
Until the drooping stems spring up anew
And bear their petals with a sturdy grace,
And every blossom glows with brighter hue
And greets the garden with a smiling face—
So to my heart, when parched with doubt or fear,
Come thoughts of God, like a refreshing shower,
Until hope, faith, and love again appear
And bear me upward with their holy power.
Then like a watered garden is my heart,
As heavenly thoughts their strength to me impart.

Marian J. Cobb

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