The children are sleeping on the watermelons in the garden.
Sweet smells from the flowers entice them into deep slumber
where they lose themselves in green fields swaying softly
in a gentle breeze.
The bees buzz alighting slightly on each colorful petal absorbed in the days work.
While children slumber, the day continues with the routine chores that never stop,
day in and day out.
While children slumber in the sleepy garden, I stop a moment, to relish the innocence
and the trust and the wisdom of God in heaven, to create just such a peaceful place to rest
and dream and love.