I’m gonna build myself a garden

filled with marigolds and roses

oh, to run in green pastures

and hay meadows golden.

there may come fear and hurting

but let it be that it all flows freely

in the rivers that keep this garden growing.

tears that stain and sting but later on made

the flowers oh, so sweet

the brightest colors rise from the dirt.

I’ll lay in these grass fields

and gaze up in wonder at the stars

while I inhale the aroma of the earth

beneath my pounding heart.

tears are the rains that flood the grounds

and reap beautiful things.

sunshine on my skin that warms my soul

and reminds it there is still more coming

it gives peace and reassurance

through unknown and painful things.

gonna have trees to climb with branches up high

rooted safe and strong in the ground

if i should slip and fall

I pray you’d catch me, don’t let me stay down.

give me the strength to let go

to surrender and let it be

please show me this hope and this peace

cut these ropes that hold me captive, set my soul free.

you just watch

you’ll wait and see

one day these seeds will sprout

and flourish from the scars of the ground.

let go of this ego

and their standards of living

planting seeds every place that I go

shifting things in this big world.

watch this garden grow

reaping beautiful things that

were sown from sorrow.

uprooting trees that have fallen long ago

blocking paths into new things unknown.

slowly watering and reviving

the flowers of my past that have wilted

and ripping away the thorns that once overtook them.

I’ll live something different from

anything ever seen

sharing the pure joy and love

of the One who walks these paths with me.

I will flourish and thrive

blossom and grow in every aspect of this life

complete enjoyment with peaceful sighs.

hear the beautiful song this garden of mine sings

that has risen from the ashes

of love, and broken things.

my life is a garden.