In Rebecca's garden, whispers weave, Where love and art through soil conceive, Delicate blooms with colors rare, Each leaf and petal, a prayerful care. Children dance in sunlight streams, Chasing butterflies and dreams, God's gentle breath in blossoms' sway, Lends grace to nurture, day by day. In this sacred earth she tends, Art and life in harmony blend, Every plant a testament, To love's eternal sacrament.