The garden of Saint Rose 🌹

May 24, 2023,22:20 PM

This is a holy refuge
The garden of Saint Rose
A fragrant altar to that peace
The world so seldom knows

Below a solemn hillside,
Within the folding shade
Of overhanging beech and pine
Its walls and walks are laid.

Cool through the heat of summer,
Still as a sacred grove,
It has the rapt unworldly air
Of mystery and love.

All day before its outlook
The mist-blue mountains loom,
And in its trees at tranquil dusk
The early stars will bloom.

Down its enchanted borders
Glad ranks of color stand,
Like hosts of silent seraphim
Awaiting love's command.

Lovely in adoration
They wait in patient line,
Snow-white and purple and deep gold
About the rose-gold shrine.

And there they guard the silence,
While still from her recess
Through sun and shade Saint Rose looks down
In mellow loveliness.

She seems to say, "O stranger,
Behold how loving care
That gives its life for beauty's sake,
Makes everything more fair!

"Then praise the Lord of gardens
For tree and flower and vine,
And bless all gardeners who have wrought
A resting place like mine!"

B W Carman
Born April 15, 1861 in Fredericton, New Brunswick.
Parents were William Carman and Sophia Mary Bliss.
His mother was a descendent of Daniel Bliss;
great-grandfather of Ralph Waldo Emerson.

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Gorgeous arrangement....

 By: InHavenPro : May 24th, 2023-22:31

lovely sentiment ...

 By: cshimokita : May 25th, 2023-05:21
beautifully executed. Casey .