Blossoms

Few flowers blossom as

Beautiful as she does

Radiant like a Sun

Paying homage at her regal feet

Her bright endless still eyes.

Less than a handful like her

Have I met in this lifetime.

And each time I stand in awe;

Such wisdom, such intelligence with a

Beauty matching deeper than just flesh.

She has a grace undefined

A passion below her surface

Which frightens and excites herself.

Watching her kind discover their wings

They never knew they possessed;

To spread and lift themselves

To new heights of possibilities.

… and the world receives yet another of God’s gifts.