The Flower

There is this flower
That is beautiful beyond
Words to describe.
She is beautiful
From roots to petals.
When I am around her
everything makes sense.
When I go away
I am confused.
For I have destroyed
so many flowers before.
This I fear I might do
To this most beautiful flower.
For I do not know if she
is for me or some else.
So I go to Him,
Who knows all,
Including the flower
He knows of her beauty,
For He made her.
Also He is guiding
Her way to the right or left.
Thus I must find where I
Fit on the flower’s path.
Whether to stay or go.
So I patiently wait
in the distance.


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