The present is the whole of the past and future that mingle in the recurring present as holy ground — Alfred North Whitehead
I do not have to go
To Sacred Places
In far-off lands,
The ground I stand on is holy.
Here, in this little garden
My pilgrimage ends.
The wild honeybees
The hummingbird moths
The flickering fireflies at dusk
are a microcosm
Of The Universe.
Each seed that grows
Each spade of soil
is full of miracles.
And I toil and sweat
And watch and wonder
And am full of love
Living in place –
In this place
For truth and beauty Dwell here.
~ Mary de La Valette
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My garden holds the entire universe. Each flower that blooms is my gift to The One within it’s gift to me. Hugs, Barbara
That is a wonderful way of saying it. Flowers just bloom for their blooming. They do not need reasons.
I think that’s a lemon tree in the picture. What a lovely garden! It really is a piece of heaven there.
That reminds me of the song called the Lemon Tree.
Beautiful. Reminds me of the Mary Oliver quote/poem: “I need only to stand where I am to be blessed.”
Yes, Mary Oliver has a wonderful way of catching the poetry of living.
The Ground, the Earth, is Holy.
Thank you Lvsrao.
The wonder of it all… Lovely! 🙂
It is wonder filled.