I think of love to be like
an orchid blooming.
What begins as a tiny bud
builds in intensity
and grows in its fullness thereof,
then begins the flower
which opens slowly
with each petal yielding
to the light of day.
Then, all of a sudden,
without any notice,
the flower appears
in full bloom.
What could not be
seen with the eye
has happened with
the stroke of God's hand.
Heartstrings Two, Copyright © 2008 by Library of Congress
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Wednesday, June 3, 2009
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