Soft as a Flower
By Cinara
Soft as a Flower Soft as a flower to open its bloom Sweet as a rose to bestow its perfume Slow as a child to waken from sleep Mystic as stars of the evening to creep Gentle as seeds of the earth come alive Wet by the tenderest tears from the skies Everything changing with purpose and grace Going unnoticed by moments of haste God sets the hour for petals to bloom Man who determines what eyes will consume All of life’s treasures enticing the eye So soft and so silently tiptoeing by Written April 10th, 2002 © on Apr 10 2002 08:56 AM PST 0 • 10
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