Consider the Lilies
The carpet stretched before me,
Red and yellow and blue
The art of Creator and gardener
Has brought the scene to view.
Red tulips are boldly bursting
Gold daffodils dance behind
But the blues flow on as a river
With banks all flower-lined.
Each bloom has its own perfection
As in its place it shines
But together they blaze with glory
A glory that fades with time.
A camera has captured the moment
And frozen it here for you
So may we each in our own place
Shine with a glory true.
Perhaps each colour and story
Of our lives lived here below
Will make a picture of glory,
Forever in Heaven to glow.
Alison Cunningham © 2011
Friday, January 28, 2011
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