As you have entrusted the earth to me,
So I entrust myself to you.
As I clear away sod to make room for flowers,
Uproot the crowding in my soul choking peaceful fruition.
Break up the clods of my adamant pride,
Add the rich compost of the wholeness you intend for the world,
And quench me with the showers of your continual love,
That I may be an oasis of beauty and peace...
A resting-spot for others,
As my gardens are to me.