Blessings from above

Nothing is more beautiful than a flower;

God’s voice arrayed

In all its splendor each and every hour.

See how they grow,

bursting forth

With kindness and love they glow.

Words cannot describe

The elegance

With which they rise

Toward the heavens,

Up above

Their home divine.

The innocence

That constitutes their being,

Their pure conception

No imperfection breeds.

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