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Updated: Apr 8, 2021

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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