Grafting

Blossoming happens; when the root is well.   Beauty may not beheld in an alien soil. The flower may not be, because the root fails.   But – we can bond shoot with a hearty root – native and foreign kept alive as one.   In true union be they’re not one, not two. Where […]

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… with the Eyes of God

Seeing with the eyes of God, I peer through my own façade.   Accepting my personal role, I wonder what does God see through the window of my soul.   Listening without deflection, I shudder in realizing, I am divine reflection.   The beauty of the flower is its awesome blossoming, standing tall in a […]

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