THE - BEAUTIFUL -  FORSYTHIA  - BUSH -

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WRITTEN APRIL 2013

by Stella Mitchell.


With arms outstretched towards the waiting sky - the 
Beautiful Forsythia - majestically lifts her branches high -
Like golden beams of sunlight - reaching up - in rapturous 
Bursts of glorious light - as if to take us from the gloomy days -
Now past - into the heavenly realms of Glory - of beautious
Chambers bright - with songs of love renewed - and 
Grievous wrongs - put right .

These golden rays - once brown and drab - clothed in their winter's shroud -
Now sentinels of coming Spring - that make the dullest heart seem
Glad - and want to sing - as they herald in the warmer days - cocooned 
In softest greens - with crocuses and daffodils - that shout  aloud
Of promises - of better days to come - of happiness - and 
Joyous thrills.

Who is there - who could not be blessed - when kissed by 
Spring's abundant grace - and loveliness ? - that 
Touches all with gentle calm - and 
Soothes the beating breast - with
Passion's balm  - and 
Bids it - rest .


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May this Spring be one of love and joy and hope 
for all , and may the Lord give you His peace

In Jesus' name

amen .



God bless you all .

Stella..


 



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