Flowers Flowers flitter, float and twist Spinning at water’s edge Suspended in fluid life Until a force, unidentifiable Pushes, they’re caught in Torrents of an energy Out of control, blindly Ripping at everything Multi-hued and rushing Entrapped in wildly straining At times, mad, Ceaselessly rushing waters Of life, labor, loss, pain Flowers follow, bobbing Tossed and thrown Waters almost overwhelming Losing a few small strays Of petals, delicate against The flow, deluge swirling Forcing them to dance At last, the journey’s end Uncertain, perhaps unsafe The water tumbles, falls over An abyss of rock’s sharp edge The flowers cling, clutch Tenacious to hold the liquid Surface, then in FAITH They release and reach For a hitherto unknown Place, in air, It lifts, they let go And rise to fly back home!
Phillippians 3:20-21 ESV But our citizenship is in heaven and from it we await a Savior, the Lord Jesus Christ, who will transform our lowly body to be like his glorious body by the power that enables him even to subject all things to himself.
Daniel 12:2 ESV / 8 helpful votes
And many of those who sleep in the dust of the earth shall awake, some to everlasting life, and some to shame and everlasting contempt.
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