Little Flower

(Expressed from the voice of the Divine, to each one of us.)

Little flower

with tender petals opening towards the morning light,

where any clouds pass in their transience

because you know they are not true.

It is only to the light, to love,

that your face now turns

and that light warms you

and casts rainbows around you,

that enfold you

as Our tender arms also do.

You are free to exist in the simplicity of this,

of this love,

as you are beheld by Our Sun

that is always shining down upon you

so brightly.

Author's Note

No critique thanks. I'm just sharing.
Comments and reflections are, however, welcomed.

Reviews

[SHEEMA HUQ]

Hi, the scene which you have created, coupled with the flow essence is simply bliss....

[Morning Star (SJA)]

Thank you for your lovely comments.

[SJ]

What a lil' refreshing dollop of sunshine of a piece! Beautifully written!

[Morning Star (SJA)]

Thank you, for your lovely review :)

[Whiskurz]

Beautifully penned.....Bravo......Whisk

[Morning Star (SJA)]

Thank you Whiskurz