My Head on His Shoulder

“Good Morning my King,” I say as I walk up to him. He turns and smiles. He is glorious and he is crowned in splendor. “How beautiful you are Lord, your eyes! I love you and I just want to be with you!” We embrace- “Fill me with your love and strengthen my resolve in you today. I ask for wisdom and clarity to continue to increase.” “Granted.”

There is a gentle snow fall in my garden to day. It is beautiful and because the Master Gardner is here it is still warm. He takes my hand and we begin to dance. Eventually our more exuberant dancing changes to an intimate and close form. I lay my head on his shoulder.

The morning has given way to showers of golden light raining down! “Thank you Lord for such beauty in my garden! What wonders you work for us!”