Soft as a flower to open its bloom
Sweet as a rosebud to shed its perfume
Tender as a child awakens from sleep
Gently as moonbeams so mystically creep
Slowly as seeds of the earth come alive
Wet by the most tender tears from the skies
Everything changing with purpose and grace
Going unnoticed in moments of haste
God sets the hour for petals to bloom
Man who determines what eyes willl consume
All of life's treasures enticing the eye
Softly and silently tiptoeing by
Please tell me what you think
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excellent
We all need to slow down and see all the things we re missing. I find that the things of God require a slower and quieter pace to be properly observed.
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Oh, this absolutely superb! Like a lush, lovely lullaby! It is just a wonderful piece of writing and I love it, love it!!!!
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Like it!
what would you do with this optional line; If I may?
Slowly as seeds press through the earth...
your rhyme is wonderful. Darmok
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