The beauty of a flower
Reflects the greatest power.
How can you gaze upon its face
And not feel the touch of grace?
Colors soft and bright
Fill you with delight.
So delicate the shape…
At times you’re left to gape.
Wonder … awe … These words describe
The feelings that you have inside
To gaze upon a thing so fine
For it’s a reflection of the Divine.
Such jewels as flowers do exist
So that the message you won’t resist.
For it’s impossible to see
Such beauty without knowing true divinity.
So stop today and smell a flower.
Feel within your inner power.
The scent … the feeling … they’re the same
It’s “love” by any other name.
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