Have you seen the Rose in the glass case?
The one that appeared, beneath a glass vase.
There was no seed and no light
It just appeared and spurred with life.
There was something special about this flower
It has efflorescence and power.
It stands erect but it has one stem,
So it’s magnificent as a transparent gem.
It’s petals are vividly green,
Water drops, run down its leaves.
God allowed the flower to grow.
Why? Cause in the flower’s mind, it knows,
That it’s pertinacity brought it here.
From a small plant, to a gorgeous flower,
From small petals, to radiant green leaves.
Why am I telling you this?
Cause nothing is impossible, if you believe

Fernando Zaldivar

A flower has power, remember the sixties,
its all about love, just ask the pixies,
a flower is strength, and beauty too,
with such pure colour, fragrance and hue,
yet stands up to all the elements, just like you,
and a flower reminds me of love,
with grace and purity, like a dove,
a flower is power, to stand alone,
or be with many and still feel at home,
it sweetens any garden, whether old or new
and everyday God waters it with the morning dew,
so remember a flower is Gods way of smiling,
of telling you everything`s fine,
to let you know you are shining,
and that everything is in line.

nik new