13 May 2010

I Watched A Flower Grow

I watched a flower grow
A blur of color through my window
Simple and elegant
Beckoning spring to dance

I watched a cloud form
A soft shadow on the horizon
Placid in the moment
Yet holding ominous intent

I see the starkness in a life
Challenged daily by strife
Wishing only for peace
And a quiet place to dream

I have a song in my mind
A melody strong and alive
yearning to be heard
To be sung and shared

A thing of joy, the flower
Roiling could chooses the hour
The music of many souls
Mag guide the weary ones home

Copyright 2007

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