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Written: March 11, 2025

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Desert dazzling daisy,
Enchanted by the delicate dance of the wind, 
swayed gently under the warm sun. 
Its vibrant petals caught the light, 
creating a mesmerizing display that drew 
the attention of passing travelers, the light of dawn, 

At dusk, it fades akin to fireworks.
Brilliant blooms of 
dandelions, born from 
a bounty of love, 
are bettor than barren 
baubles of diamonds, 
which emerge from a heart of stone.  

Fantastic flair fills 
hearts with fervor, 
as fleeting fragments fade 
such dewdrops dancing 
delicately on dainty petals.  
An ethereal essence elevates,
joyfully bouncing in the 
the atmosphere as dew emerges.  

Roaring rivers of red rage 
in a realm buried 
beneath darkness, 
holding treasures, 
tattered threads, 
tossed at the threshold, 
gently cloaking love, 
longing and light.  
In a blazing embrace, 
spitting at soaring ships, 
smoldering swifter, 

Togetherness and love soar to the loftiest heights. 
mirroring a midget mirth, 
As a mantis mercilessly mauls its mate,  
Carefree, courageous, captivating,
this scene is filled with frolic and fun,
then they could scream
the fury of forgotten freedom, 
fervently flaring.

Leap into the loving arms.
of a waiting parent— 
Truly treasured is trust.  
There is joy in returning that love
love is not a ledger; 
It doesn't tally totals. 
But for the parents, 
Who do they leap into? 
Trusting love will be met. 
with festive feasts 
and fine wine. 

Progenitor of all progenitors, 
to whom the past is pinned, 
in whose hands the future flourishes, 
famed for nurturing the finest— 
for joy and wellness, 
seeds sown and reaped, 
life rekindled, 
form of finesse and fortitude.  
To heed His harmonious hints, 
with serene Sunday pauses, 
to ponder and perceive 
how one might overlook a signal 
and shift into reverse, 
to regain the path 
and reach a radiant resolution.  

A paradise of playful, 
peaceful pauses, 
and who in truth 
can truly doubt, 
Gazing at the humbly honored 
His everlasting love for us, 
His cherished children 
for whom He chose to die?
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