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In The Garden

And I turned to you and I said ...


Just you and I. In the garden. Wet with rain. You and me.  A girl with her father and mother in their garden. Jesus in Gethsemane. Coming back home and sitting in the garden with Mum and Dad. Resurrection, with the key to your soul and you did open. Born again by your beloved's touch. 

And I turned to you and I said ...






No guru, no method, no teacher ...

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