Beauteous; now the petals unfold
under the warmth of the sun; behold
as dew moistens thirsty outsides to in.

Slowly the edges unfurl
to even jaded eyes befriend.

Each flower: Chrysanthemums, Tulips, Lilies, the Rose
Poinsettias, Narcissus, Laurels–uncommon?

Exists

One who knows
all bent over in anguish
yes, crippled by winds.

Yet, a breeze provided–His spirit to spin
our personal losses to individual,

in due time, collective wins.

Enlightened by pages turned by various ages over centuries blown.

Contents rejuvenate our battered souls
regardless of boundaries

cultivated and grown
harvesting thorns and thistles.

Hatred to masses
as soil unprotected under sweltering heat
nationalistically shown.

Beauteous; now the petals unfold
under the warmth of the sun; behold
as dew moistens thirsty outsides to in.

The Future Glorious

to even jaded eyes
befriend.

God’s Word: A Book to foretell how this corrupt system
will wondrously end.