for the Laughing Daffodil I have the beard of God now Reflected though if true By few known from afar The beautiful uncut hair of graves As one said once who looked like me Respected one who knew Or could have been me somehow Better late than never to know Bound whatever round I go What should destroy me is what saves Me ultimately to be How I must be now and then To be just how I would again When time is not my enemy Nothing grows unless it goes Revolving I resolve Turning learning to evolve Unfettered for better or worse For the wear of care but for the best Of all having passed the test Of love one with the universe And you who understand how Reflected as we go I have the beard of God now Respected one you know Afar is not too far Unbearded though you are I see You look like God to me +Steven Curtis Lance Copyright MMXIII