Garden of Dreams

Spring comes slowly.

It spills across the lawn, silky green blades,

that seem eternal, but are not.

It is lush and lovely

like an emerald isle

that is mine to wander.

My bare feet can wade in the grass,

feel the blush of youth

between my toes.

Last night, I listened to the owls

calling in the night.

Do they know, that spring has come?

Rain has softened the earth;

the puddles shimmer

and hold the dawn in pools of glimmering light.

The sun breaks forth,

like a bright beacon;

a garden of dreams opens up.

First, a bud,

and then a flower,

spring has come at last.

It is hard to believe that it is almost Mother’s Day! The roses are blooming in profusion and the grass seemingly keeps getting greener. We have had our share of rain! One rainy day, my young grandsons had a puddle-jumping day. It brought back memories of my childhood when rainy days were so much fun.

The owls in our woods have been very active. I hear them sometimes in the late afternoon, and most often, at night. If the windows are open, it sounds like they are so close by.

The natural world is so beautiful in the spring. Each day brings new changes…the trees keep filling in with more greenery, and different plants bloom at different times. It is a joy to watch and wait, to see what new bloom is coming next.

Our lives hold continual changes as well. Change can be hard at times, but also, very inspiring. The flowers in the garden bloom and fade…the garden never looks exactly the same. Yet, that is the beauty of gardening, and the beauty of life; it is precious because it is fleeting.

This year, I had a beautiful white Iris that bloomed in a pot. I wish I had taken a picture of it. It was amazing! I could hardly believe that anything could be so lovely. The truth is, I did not think it was going to bloom at all. I had a few others, and they did not bloom this year. It was a surprise and I kept wondering about the others…Would they bloom later? Might they still bloom this spring?

Part of what makes gardening so much fun is the element of wonder. You just never really know how a garden will turn out. You do your best. You water and weed, and hope and pray!

And so it is in life…we do our best day by day. With faith, we trust that God is guiding us along the garden path, pointing us in the right direction. We make mistakes. We try again.

It is good to remember our puddle-jumping days. It is good to remember that things bloom in due time, God’s time. The garden of life holds many surprises, detours that turn out to be marvelous journeys, and times where we simply must wait to see how everything works out.

One thing is for sure…the garden is a beautiful place, despite the thorn bushes. If we focus only on the thorns of life, we will miss the bliss that surrounds us, the roses that bloom in profusion.

I want to wish all the mothers out there, a wonderful Mother’s Day!

Isaiah 66:13: “As one whom his mother comforts, so I will comfort you.”

A Rose Garden

The roses bloomed early

so bright red

in a sea of green.

Heavy-laden they were,

after a drenching rain.

The scarlet flowers

seemed to hold a thousand teardrops.

Then later, the sun appeared

and the tears were gone.

It was, as if, it never rained at all.

The storms, they come and go

tear-stained moments before the dawn.

In the morning light, the raindrops are forgotten;

the garden of life awaits,

bright red roses

in a sea of green.

Linda Raha is a Christian writer who has kept a journal for a great many years. The journal entries are a mix of poems, reflections, and anecdotes on any number of topics. For Linda, the theme of the sea is a recurring one. Her love of the ocean and spending time there manifests itself in much of what she writes.
48 comments
  1. Thank you for this lovely interlude, Linda.

    1. You are welcome! πŸ™‚ I hope you have a good Mother’s Day weekend!

  2. Beautiful words, Linda.

    1. Thank you! I hope you have a great Mother’s Day weekend!

  3. Wonderful garden thoughts and blossoms Linda. Spring is really something. we have an owl convention going on as well. sometimes where their sounds come from is like a ventriloquist mystery

    1. I love the owls! We have a lot of woods behind our house…all kinds of creatures! Sometimes, we see deer crossing through. My mother had a great many deer at her house because they loved her apple tree! πŸ™‚ At my house, we have two pear trees, but the squirrels eat lots of our pears.

  4. Linda, your poems are beautiful. I can really feel the grass in the first one. Wishing I could feel it between my toes! Happy Mother’s Day to you! I can hardly believe it’s coming up. I just went to visit my mother, so that was nice. It was too short a visit though. And my kids are “doing” Mother’s Day on Saturday this year. I haven’t been feeling that well so I asked them to get takeout instead of cooking. I would rather spend the time playing a game with them and not watching them work in the kitchen.

    1. Thank you! I hope you feel better soon! You are wise to plan a relaxing Mother’s Day. I hope it is a wonderful day for you and your family!

  5. Beautiful poem.

    1. Thank you! The roses in my yard are all blooming…red, pink, peach, and white!

  6. I LOVE your beautiful ode to spring. I smiled all the way through it.

    1. I am glad! πŸ™‚ Spring is definitely here!

      1. It’s finally made its way here as well!

        1. πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚

  7. absolutely stunning post in every way Linda, deeply profound with so much beauty!

    1. Thank you! It is a beautiful season…there really is nothing like springtime! It is a good time for new beginnings…

      1. lol as autumn shortens our days sadly a few of my local friends are moving … lockdown made ppl reset their priorities. One has moved to Mexico, another Melbourne … so more like farewells here than beginnings πŸ™‚

        1. I am sorry to hear that your friends are moving! I hope things turn out well for them. The world certainly changed for all of us. And, you are exactly right. People have reset their priorities. Time passes so very quickly…one season comes to an end, and another begins.

          1. yes, life is too short so I’m glad they’ve been brave enough to embrace the change πŸ™‚

  8. What lovely, uplifting prose and poetry, Linda! Happy Mothers’ Day to you as well. πŸ™‚

    1. Thank you! I am enjoying this springtime weather! I have been able to work out in the garden…not too hot, and not too cold. πŸ™‚ The very warm days are coming soon!

  9. This paragraph conjured up memories and prompted a few AMENs (!), because every statement has been proven true through the decades of my life: “It is good to remember that things bloom in due time, God’s time. The garden of life holds many surprises, detours that turn out to be marvelous journeys, and times where we simply must wait to see how everything works out.” Wonderful lessons from your garden, Linda!

    1. Yes! We learn many lessons in the garden! It is one of my favorite things! It teaches us much about hope and patience. A garden is a wonderful, but it may not turn out exactly as we planned. πŸ™‚ God’s plans are bigger than our own. (Isaiah 55: 8-9) It is so in the garden, and in life itself…we trust the One who created all things and knows all things.

  10. Beautifully written and beautiful pictures Linda.

    1. Thank you! I hope you have a beautiful Mother’s Day! πŸ™‚

  11. What a lovely post, Linda!! Happy mother’s day to you too…and thanks for the reminder that all good things happen in God’s good time. We just need to be patient, and to trust. Personally, I struggle with that, but I’m getting there!

    1. Patience is a gift and one we all must work at! πŸ™‚ I hope you have a wonderful Mother’s Day!!!

  12. Last night, I listened to the owls
    calling in the night

    How I thrilled to those lines! Although we can hear the birds in the trees around us, dealing with health issues, I’ve not been able to enjoy them for ever so long. But that day will soon come and if it delays, well, I must make the effort to enjoy Nature even if my heart is not entirely buried in it for now.

    Your grass is a sight of splendour as is that gorgeous bouquet. We’ve been having too much heat here so nothing is truly happy. But just now, gazing out at the bright afternoon for the first time in weeks, I spied a single red zinnia, its head raised proudly from the bed of… herbs!! Just like you, I too had a surprise – and what a welcome one.

    Happy Mother’s Day to you, Linda.

    1. I hope that you feel better each day! And, I hope you find more surprises as these spring days unfold. Nature is a gift that just keeps giving. Wishing you blessings on Mother’s Day!!! πŸ™‚

  13. Linda, you’ve truly captured the sights, smells, and very essence of spring with your words. Last year my Iris’ didn’t bloom and I thought I had lost them. This year they are outdoing themselves and I have new colors in a new place (not quite sure where they came from. Maybe a squirrel gift). So I greatly appreciated your reminder- “It is good to remember that things bloom in due time, God’s time.” This year I dug up my strawberry bed, salvaged old plants that were still strong and put in new stock. I’m having to clip all the blooms so that growth goes into the roots and next year’s fruit will be bountiful. I think there is a lesson in that somewhere.

    1. You are right…it is a good lesson! Strong roots are important, and it may take some pruning. πŸ™‚ Waiting is important also…it takes time for things to grow and flourish. I try to remind myself that God’s timing is perfect. (It makes the waiting a little bit easier.) In the end, it always comes down to trust. Ecclesiastes 3:11: “God has made everything beautiful in its time.” Wishing you a wonderful Mother’s Day! (I think you are going to have a great strawberry patch!)

      1. Thank you Linda! Happy Mother’s Day!

  14. Linda, I enjoyed your beautiful poems. The one about roses especially caught my eye and made me think of the Garden of Roses not far from Ohio State University. You are right about how spring changes its look from day to day. Amazing!

    1. Of all the flowers, there is nothing quite like a rose! Where would we be in springtime without roses to grace our path? πŸ™‚

  15. Beautiful poems, Linda. Your post felt like a tribute to spring and all that awaits us if we’re patient. I’m glad you had a lovely Mother’s Day.

    1. Thank you! We are having a beautiful spring…cooler temperatures at night, and not too hot yet in the daytime!

  16. Lovely post, Linda. This just reminds me of how much we can learn from nature, flowers and our own garden πŸ™‚

    1. Yes! I know you are busy with your new place! πŸ™‚ It is so exciting…I am sure you will have a beautiful garden!

  17. Linda thanks for sharing these words. Anita

    1. Spring certainly inspires us to get outside and enjoy the natural world! Thank you for your photographs…they are breathtaking!

  18. Beautiful images about spring. I’ve only heard owls a few times, it must be so cool to hear a group of them regularly.
    Spring is moving into summer here now.
    I imagine Mother’s Day may have been bittersweet for you, but I hope you enjoyed it. πŸ’™

    1. Yes, summer is on its way! I did have a very nice Mother’s day! We had a luncheon at our house with all the kids and their families. My daughter brought champagne and orange juice for mimosas. I served them in my mother’s beautiful flower-etched glasses. I know she would approve! We toasted to her memory and all the joy that she brought to all of us. πŸ™‚

      1. Aww–that sounds so lovely. πŸ’™πŸ’™

  19. A terrific mirror of how a mother is all about planting seeds in rich soil. Thanks Linda. The blooms do arrive. -Alan

    1. Yes! The blooms do arrive in due time! We must be patient… the rains come and the seasons shift. Late or early, the blooms are wonderful! πŸ™‚

  20. Such a sweet commentary, Linda, with beautiful verses to boot. I love your statement about not β€œmissing the bliss.” Many blessings to you dear one. 🌞

    1. Wishing you blessings as well!!! πŸ™‚ Yes! The bliss is there, but we get caught up in so many things. Nature does offer much solace for our souls. Our troubles seem smaller beneath the canopy of a blue sky. The bees do their work and then sleep upon the flowers. (We can learn much from nature about working and taking time to rest!)

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