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AS IS A BUDDING ROSE

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As a beautiful budding rose beginning to form
Not yet a full grown rose as yet but loved so..
Endless admiration for it's newness and beauty
Endless adore it in this form a rose yet to grow..

The most loving rays of sunshine of early morning
As they filter through the trees in earliest dawn..
With their promises of another most loveliest day
Ever beautiful are they as night birds now yawn..

The smallest springs of the freshest ever water
One day to become a river ever mighty and grand..
Within it's virgin form holds ecstasy yet unknown
Like one day a vast beach still a grain of sand..

The slightest freshest breath of a gentle breeze
One day to join the winds upon our earth that blow..
All within these things such newness un known loving
There for all that care of endless perfection to know..

All things it says in their bibles is God and God all things
God being life life being God and all there is upon earth..
All like a beautiful drop of morning dew in it's virgin form
Has endless precious such newness of the ecstasy of worth..

Anything within it's virgin newness is ever in life precious
To be appreciated in all utmost honest consideration true..
Everything in this form of being will choose it's own path
They alone will indicate their intentions clearly to you..

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2017

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