Amidst the rough terrain, against the winds, through stormy days you bloom. Dry earth and sand and rock your bed, your splendor surpassing.
Now rest, as Sun reigns in Light. Rain, like oil, anoints your fragile buds yet unseen, contents your roots beneath the earth.
Here, tenderness springs forth and through this season conquers. These amber hues unfurl against the bleak, sharing your legacy of Loveliness.
That’s quite beautiful imagination ! 👍🤝
Deb, it is so wonderful to see tender plants unfurl, despite the hardships. So it is with us. We flourish in the sunshine of God’s love and the rain of his Holy Spirit. Love how he helps us bud and bloom in the midst of adversity!
Exactly! And what a gift when God opens our eyes to behold His glory in the smallest moments of our lives. Thank you for your beautiful response.
Thank you. Your words mean so much to me. I appreciate your company!
Tenderness conquers. Softness is strength. Vulnerability is Courage. Manifestations of the sacred. Thank you.
Hi Mary, thank you for the beautiful summary! I love it. ❤️
Lovely prose 💗