Inscription for a Garden Gate 

Pause, friend, and read before you enter here

This vine clad wall encloses holy ground.

Herein a mellowed garden dreams away the years.

Steeped in serene, sweet light and muted sound.

Here tranquility and peace abide,

For God walks here at cool of evening-tide.

Pause, friend, and strip from out your heart

All vanity, all bitterness, all hate.

Quench, for this hour, the fever of your fears.

Then, treading softly, pass within this gate

There, where the ancient trees wait, hushed and dim,

May you find God, and walk a while with Him.

Pearl Council Hiatt