secret

There is a light that shows me the way,

To a secret garden, with a fragrant bouquet,

And as I enter through its welcoming gates,

To savor all that for me awaits -

I can't help but wonder why the light chose me

Why fate gave me the Garden's key.

For whatever the reason, this much I know,

It is a lovely place where I love to go -

A garden full of life's delights -

Of tenderness and wondrous nights.

A garden in which to nourish my soul;

A place to go to make me whole

Where the warming light becons me stay

Where always it is Valentine's Day.

Time has shown me this simple truth,

That the light that shines from high above -

That leads me to this garden each day

Is the nurturing light of your infinite love.

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Poem Recited by Ara John Movsesian