A Walk in Today’s Garden

Siva’s Sacred Garden is a never-ending delight, like life itself. And it is never the same, changing from day to day, year to year. Today we invite you to join us on a walking tour to meet a few of the inhabitants. And in the last slide we offer some food for thought regarding your DNA.

Herewith, a fun poem by Rudyard Kipling. It has a playful tone, but also a quiet wisdom beneath it:


The Glory of the Garden

Our England is a garden, and such gardens are not made
By singing:—“Oh, how beautiful!” and sitting in the shade;
While better men than we go out and start their working lives
At grubbing weeds from gravel paths with broken dinner-knives.

There’s not a pair of legs so thin, there’s not a head so thick,
There’s not a hand so weak and white, nor yet a heart so sick,
But it can find some needful job that’s crying to be done,
For the Glory of the Garden glorifieth every one.

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