Lawrence Hall
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Theology of the Garden Bench
God’s good, green earth is holy, and must be reverenced
As an act of His Creation, a work of His hands
And of His breath, His singing into being
This glorious epiphany in which we live
Our little children live close upon the earth
Laughing and tumbling through the summer grass
With kittens and puppies as their happy playmates
Sweet Eden’s innocence echoed in them all
And we with our weary, creaky old bones
Repose like royalty on an old wooden bench
And give thanks
A poem is itself.