Look and see, spirit gifts given me,
Flower visions which stemmed form a seed.
How building new love in God's flower bed,
Seized depths pain as my mind was set free.
I was sleeping deep in God's flower bed,
Angelic visions controlling my mind.
A whisper touch of love breezed by,
So, I grasped this spirits time.
Soft flowers of love, roots strong and deep,
Fragrant sweet clouding up my head.
What other love could be so true,
Than spirit love in God's flower bed.
Visions soul pulled me to another bed,
These flowers now of pink and blue.
I was deep inside their pistil realms,
Bright rays of sun came shining through.
Creations love blooms in the depth of my sleep,
Spirit fragrant still clouding my head.
Ne'er a mortal love has been so true,
As spirit love in God's flower bed.
Blooming eyes open with silver halos,
Aging lines in the soft petals glow.
Angelic hands fill the roots of the flower,
As mortal minds close doors to their souls.
I felt a kiss, I heard a sigh,
New life faces were sealed in my head.
While the night ended soft flower visions,
Of building love in God's flower bed.
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copyrighted 2002 by Gloria Sherwood,
Used with her permission.
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