These prickly spears guard the petals of her friendship.
Give her time
to bloom.
Author: metanoiainacup
The Sunflower Patch
We found you cloistering
in an enchanting field.
The evening sun setting upon your back,
illuminating your golden highlights,
within
your ray flowers;
looping
the mosaic of your delicate disc flowers
I watched you sway with the gentle breeze.
I envy your stillness,
as you rest on that hill.
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Warrior Lane
She stirred early. Before the others.
The battle began long ago. Time was against her.
The very bloodshed of her soul.
Her sheath was covered in fear and bravery.
She would face them,
again.
{She walked down Warrior Lane}
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Sovereign Land
Your mountains call out my name.
Your sea beckons the deepest place within my heart.
Your farm land sustains me.
Your flowers evoke my senses.
Your supplication is found within your National Parks.
You are the sanctuary for people and animals.
You are my home.
Your land is my land.
Your people are my people.
Your beauty lies within every rock and creature.
You have long been a refuge for the brokenhearted.
Your hope is found within the dream of equality.
Your passion is the driving force for a better tomorrow.
Your pride is visible within the stars and strips.
You keep fighting for the downtrodden.
Your glory is in our diversity;
and I thank you.
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The Garden Within
The Earth; covering my hands.
My soul is harvesting joy.
Working hard. Sweat is the prize.
The wildflowers are rejoicing in the background.
God’s presence is shining upon me with
each ray of the Sun.
The garden has cultivated peace within.
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The Battle Within
I have been watching you.
You hide within your shadow
you seem distracted, always
seeking constant progress,
yet,
never reaching your goal of perfection.
{The Battle Within}
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The Mountains
The mountains wrote a love song,
a ballad of adventure and longing.
My heart beats to its grand melody.
Those peaks are my canticle.
