There is a place I need and that I desire.

It warms my soul like a growing fire.

The place is special and one which I know.

The more I walk there the more I grow.

It is not always a easy place to be.

The more I work there the more it humbles me.

I love the lessons I learn there and what it means.

The one who leads me to it rules supreme.

He knows the garden well and created it with many layers.

There was a time where he toiled there in prayer.

My Savior is the one who planted the vines.

The whole time He created it, I was on His mind.