As a beautiful rose bud beginning to form
Not yet a grown rose as yet but loved so
Endless admiration for it's newness beautiful
Endless adore it in this form a rose yet to grow
The most loving rays of sunshine of morning
As they filter through the trees in earliest dawn
With their promises of another most lovely day
Ever beautiful are they as night birds now yawn
The smallest springs of the freshest ever water
One day to become a river ever mighty and grand
Within it's virgin form holds ecstasy tet unknown
Like as if one day a vastest beach still a grain of sand
The slightest freshest ever breath of a gentle breeze
One day to join the very winds upon our earth that blow
All within these things such newness un known loving
There for all that really care of endless perfection to know
All things it says in their bibles is God and God all things
God being life and life being God and all there is upon earth
All things like a beautiful drop of morning dew in virgin form
Has ever endless precious such newness of ecstasy of worth
Anything within it's virgin newness is ever in life precious
To be appreciated in all utmost honest consideration true
Everything in this form of being will choose it's path
And they alone will indicate their intentions clearly to you