In The Garden

img_4978And as it touched your cheeks so lightly
Born again you were and blushed
And we touched each other lightly
And we felt the presence of the Christ
Within our hearts
In the garden

Are you a Van Morrison fan?

Until somewhat recently, I’d only considered myself a mild fan of Sir George Ivan Morrison (aka: Van Morrison), and then I discovered two of his songs, (“In The Garden” & “Enlightenment“) and was totally wowed over by the lyrics.

The depth of his lyrics touched me to the marrow, and I grew much more appreciative of his creative talent.

This guy is awake!!
To me, Van Morrison reminds me of The Dude… you know…from “The Big Lebowski”….. Ahaha…!
Appearances can be deceiving…that’s why we’re taught not to judge or compartmentalize people or situations.
Since in doing so, we miss out on so many experiences that are trying to come into our lives…and into our hearts.
We expand in every dimension when we relax into life and allow it to unfold in wonderful ways.
Sending your heart love ~ Angela xoxox

 

IN THE GARDEN

The streets are always wet with rain
After a summer shower when I saw you standin’
In the garden in the garden wet with rain

You wiped the teardrops from your eye in sorrow
As we watched the petals fall down to the ground
And as I sat beside you I felt the
Great sadness that day in the garden

And then one day you came back home
You were a creature all in rapture
You had the key to your soul
And you did open that day you came back to the garden

The olden summer breeze was blowin’ against your face
The light of God was shinin’ on your countenance divine
And you were a violet color as you
Sat beside your father and your mother in the garden

The summer breeze was blowin’ on your face
Within your violet you treasure your summery words
And as the shiver from my neck down to my spine
Ignited me in daylight and nature in the garden

And you went into a trance
Your childlike vision became so fine
And we heard the bells inside the church
We loved so much
And felt the presence of the youth of
Eternal summers in the garden

And as it touched your cheeks so lightly
Born again you were and blushed
And we touched each other lightly
And we felt the presence of the Christ
Within our hearts
In the garden

And I turned to you and I said
No guru, no method, no teacher
Just you and I and nature
And the father in the garden

Listen no guru, no method, no teacher
Just you and I and nature
And the Father and the
Son and the Holy Ghost
In the garden, wet with rain
No guru, no method, no teacher
Just you and I and nature and the Father
And the Son and the Holy Ghost
In the garden, in the garden, wet with rain

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