As I watch the daisies pushing up towards the July sun
I hear a song of joy being sung, for my heart alone
They own an ethereal beauty and innocence that
reminds me of a time when I was young like them
Beautiful are their golden faces,and their stems;
Those majestic trees that spread their leaves so high
remind me of a golden era of wheat and plenitude
strong stocks and verdant greens is all I saw ...
Cascades of sunlight falling like curtains on my willow
leading me to longing for scent of flowers on my pillow
If I could freeze the vision of my yesterdays enmesh
I think I'd frame it with my quadrant mind , alas
everything that lives returns to mother earth
everyting that breathes , deserves rebirth
as I watch the daisies pushing up towards the July sun
I hear a song of joy being sung, for my heart alone.
HALLELUJAH...AND WE WILL PRAISE HIM WHO IS KING OF KING AND LORD OF LORDS...FOREVER! GLORIOUS SHARING, SO RICH AND BEAUTIFUL! THANK YOU FOR SHARING, MY FRIEND! LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...HIS+INSPIRATIONS
I hear the same. song being sung. Summer is in all it's glory, but we know it's going to end, and then we wait til next year when the rebirth begins all over again.
Nice imagery in this. Scripture declares: "Be joyful always; pray continually; give thanks in all circumstances..." That's difficult. I know. But I also know that when you purpose to remember all the good that's happened in your past, and be thankful for that, there are sanative rewards that will touch your life most joyfully. Thanks for sharing. Stay well. r
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