I never felt so calm
As I entered the rose garden.
The vibrant exotic colours,
The shapes,
The smell of fresh perfume,
Enchanting,
Inviting,
To a quiet place of tranquillity,
A moment of contentment.
Lost in wonder,
The beauty,
The outward beauty of nature;
Temporary,
Short lived.
It reminded me of a lasting beauty,
One on the inside,
Created by God’s perfect clay,
After all God made us
To be in the likeness of his image.
Sometimes that inward beauty can be dented
by our impulsive behaviour,
That’s why God reminds us to do be in the world
but not of it.
If we are in Christ the old nature has ceased the new one has begun.
Words and Picture by Rosalind Alexander
The Bugle 