The Flower That Blooms
The Flower That Blooms
Sometimes I feel dizzy
Unable to hold my ground,
Sometimes I need you for support
But you’re nowhere to be found.
Sometimes my mind’s a whirlwind
Feel weak at times, no power,
But I want to flourish so magnificently
To become a beautiful flower.
To bloom under the lovely sun
As it radiantly shines,
To adore and be adored
Hearts filled with love at all times.
Finally the bud blooms one day
And joins the other flowers,
Then everyone is full of joy
Under God’s sweet sunny showers.
I think that I’m that flower
That flourishes in the end,
I hope that you join me in my field
And forever be my friend.
Copyright © Christine Ghauri | Year Posted 2012
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