Will you witness the joy of those
That travel the garden way
To meet there features in glassy ponds
Include skies of azure display
Will you attend to sounds of life
As plants develop praise
In transforming nurtured energy
Of labored gardeners days
Will you feel the kiss of bouquet
That flows upon the air
Gathering fragments of one among many
Who thought it fit to share
Will you be the gardener
Or be the one who gathers round
Witnessing each seed in bloom
The gardener placed into the ground
Will you miss your ripened crop
And find them rotted down below
While you visit another’s garden
Pointing out the weeds they sow
Will you delight in all that’s now
For the table has been set
Or be in fields still planting seeds
Above all the world regrets
One final prayer will be revealed
At the feast for all who see
One garden filled with endless supply
The garden of you and me

Though Guest or Gardener  be absent this day
In gratefulness we sing