So, this is a poem that i wrote a few years ago, I happened to come across it again and thought I should put it up on this blog. I hope my readers are able to understand and appreciate the message behind it. Here is the poem.
I loved a flower that grew in my backyard….it was beautiful. I loved it’s colour, it’s fragrance and the feeling it gave me when it bloomed.
I wondered how wonderful it would be, to have it In my room.
To experience it’s beauty with each morning that passed, were thoughts of my mind that daily I amassed.
But the flower loved the sunlight, about which I never cared. So I grabbed that little angel and put it where I could stare.
Alas! it lost it’s charm and withered away to history….it’s death was the event that unlocked the mystery.
True love isn’t about capturing to full-fill ones own desire but a blessing of The Lord to nurture the one who makes you aspire.