Garden of Faith

Death disrobes the body of our fancy garments,

And clothes us with more common fashion:

A mere loincloth of sky blue silk,

So that we may feel the warm passion,

Of resurrection’s gorgeous spring

And the spiritual blessings it will bring.

So sleep on calmly with Jesus,

Beneath your coverlet of blue skies,

And know that the summer garden of ease

Will be there when you arise,

Like a lovely blossom given birth

From a shriveled seed in the earth.

poem by Albert Price
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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