Message
#17
Dear
Ones Most Precious and Special,
I
come to you gently this day with a gift from my heart. For my love for you is
as special as the flowers that bring such heavenly beauty into our lives. May you
find beauty in the essence of this poem and take it to be your own as I have
created it for you with my love.
As
I Were A Flower
As
I were a flower I could see
things
that were now hidden inside of me
As
a flower I now would be
Only
a bud life beckoning inside of me.
As
a bud I knew of me
I
knew my purpose and what depends on me
And
should I not open to what is truly me
no
one would notice nor could they see.
For
that which I give for life to be
I
waited in darkness pondering what shall I be
I reached
for the light that was brought over me
and
decided a flower I wish to be.
I
wished to be beauty and share my sweetness with the bee
I
knew if I didn't we would not be
As
I am needed, so my friend the bee
without
his hard work there would not be.
I
shall spread my petals and beckon to he
as
of these thoughts that have come to me.
I
feel the sun reach deep inside of me
that
gave me life that will always be.
As
I were a flower, I could see
all
of life is a part of me.
And
within that life I could see
even
more beauty because of me.