Friday, April 2, 2010
Flowering buds-
You arise as spring
delights my senses,
with blooming roses
that's scented.
Fragrant and Free,
light and airy,
soft and sparkly-
you lovingly capture
divinity.
You are full of light
that is translucent and real.
Oh majestic you are.
You teach me wisdom by far.
You always focus on the light.
You never turn away and become dark.
Your attention is on the sun
and at night you still belong.
Your flowers are scented
with the sweet song of love
that carries us home.
You remind me to freshen my day with ease,
and to softly play,
to softly live my days.
You teach me to surrender,
to endure,
to gently relax,
to kindly be pure.
Yes flower,
you are like the days
that are most peaceful
and gentle in all ways.
I carry you in my heart always-
And it is there gentle flowers
where your scent and bliss stays.
2/19/10