Tuesday, April 6, 2010

Shh... I have a secret.

Shh.... Listen. Do you hear it? The earth is breaking forth from its slumber. She has a secret to share. Tasha Tudor knew the secret. Do you?

Follow me...

through the arbor...


Behind dark, twining ivy, On an old, Victorian wall,


Where moths and small flies flutter, And spiders weave and crawl,

There's a rusty lock that's hidden, In a peeling, old oak door –


They who find the key are bidden, To unlock a treasure store,


For behind those creaky hinges, Lies a garden of delights,

Only known to special people who appreciate such sights.


...Seek the door, unlock its treasures, for it's there for everyone


In that special, secret garden, Where the love goes on and on.


- taken from a poem by M. NASH - 

A Secret Garden

If there were a secret garden,
What would it comprise?
Fragrant flowers, a babbling brook, butterflies?
Dragonflies, birds, and bees, there would be all of these.

But most of all, within ‘that place’,
Tranquil peace and serenity await;
Ever there for me and you to relax and renew.
So every morning before you start,
Visit the ‘secret garden’ of your heart.

By Linda Wall Hall

1 comment:

Lady Grey said...

What a gorgeous post! Loving your blog!


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