A rosebush of calm
A shrub of rest
A plant of good
And trees of soft

A thought of good
Shall get me through
The stubborn nature
Of darkest days

A breath of ease
To keep me safe
From evil dreams
And worst of lives

With these days
I pray to God
Thanking him
For lovely fun

Back to the garden
I see the shrubs
I see the plants
I smell the green

A rosebush of calm
A shrub of rest
A plant of good
And trees of soft