Oft how I go to The Garden*

Oft how I go to the Garden*

Oft how I go to the Garden
Where come the bees, butterflies,
And flowers there how lives,
Drenched by Light and dews,

Oft how I go to the Garden
Where come thy light, moisture
And trees where sing by leaves
Drenched by rains of Love, deep,

Oft how I go to the Garden
Where come the colors of spring
And pallet and easels where drip
Colors of Thy passion where Thou keep.

(*Note : loosely based upon a painting as attached , fantastic ;

Courtesy: Sam Carlo)