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Flowers
The beauty of a blossom occurs;
The fragrance draws my attention.
The color and diversity of the creative forces
Opens the window into the universal One.
I look beyond the frustrations and past the drive to power,
Stopping along the road to smell and honor this creation.
For the flower does nothing to enhance our physical survival,
But the pallet of beauty enriches our souls.
Thousands upon thousands of flowers are blooming;
The colors of the world are vibrant and alive, if I choose to look.
Blessing is mine if I absorb it from these plant creations,
As God shows us the hidden side of His Glory.
I contemplate this diversity of the explosion of life,
Within my soul, the richness of God's creation blesses me.
Bought not with gold, or silver, or diamonds, or mountains of money;
But by the time spent honoring the beauty of flowers.
14May09
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