Blogging my Calling as a Minister with Motherhood, Blind Wheelchair Driving, Mental Health and More
Saturday 30 July 2011
We are like a meadow of flowers
White, purple, yellow, green
Each individual, each to be seen
Together a picture, a myriad of colour,
Each section matters, one to another,
Difference is beauty, wholeness is all,
Every one counts, no one can fall,
The meadow's a perfect balance of life,
As are our lives in pleasure and strife,
There is a plan, a picture, a chart,
Each of us being, following our heart,
Next time you're unsure of your place in this world,
Remember the meadow with colours of bold.
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...when the wind goes over it, it is gone and its place will know it no more...
Such beauty is most wonderful because in a bat of an eye it is gone.
Beautiful picture - thank you.
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