Susan

I'd like to share a poem which came to me when I was younger from a higher source. I think it came in rhyme so that I would be able to remember it. Today is Christmas day, and I feel a wish to share it with whoever is drawn to it. Blessings to all.

I thought it strange to be hanging wild and fair, ripening midair like fruit without a tree --

So wondered, wild and free, until I came to see my roots are fast in all the air and God is Garden everywhere.