By faith, intuition, and love
it is that my flowers bloomed
Despite rocky soil and
sometimes not enough rain,
the sheer will of love was their
guiding, growing light
and they became
The beautiful, colorful blossoms reflect
my every hope, every sacrifice,
and even if, on occasion, they're crooked in the wind,
they are glorious manifestations of my very best
The Light and delight they give the world
is the smile of my soul,
the Truest beauty that even i can't tarnish
Come drought, come torrent, come flame
I have a made a beautiful garden
of the goodness of my love,
and that is everything.
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