A Flowering Bouquet - with audio

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The world is turning, 
Tropical stream and arctic breath, 
Skies cajoling

Thoughts colliding, 
Melodies, vespers buffeting, 
Strings tangled, reminding

Of life's foibles, 
Frailties, fractures, failures, 
Lumps, lows, longings, limits

Straining, struggling, 
Sinking, seeking 
For fearfully forgiven moments

But a voice 
Awakening, reverberating, 
Calling from within

Speaks tenderly 
Quiet words, why so sad, 
For healing has come

Once more in love, 
Be calm, be still, rest, 
A pillar in the temple of praise

Made right, set aside to serve, 
Be satisfied with this, 
Lay down and rise

Radiate, illuminate, 
Cast a beacon 
In the cold and stony night

To the silent passing vessels 
Finding safe harbor 
By the saving light

Avoiding the rocky path 
In the crash 
Of uncertain blinding seas

Onward flow, churning riptides, 
Beneath the striking hand 
Of cape winds chilling cries

At once red flames appear 
Surrounding, springing up 
From the wet rocks and sandy ground

Climbing ever higher in the round, 
Cooling and refreshing, 
Light without sound

All cares fading, burning 
In the many tongued array, 
Regrets, sorrows, dark clouds give way

Burdens in the fiery ring rising, 
Calm descending, Peace 
Arriving here in this new day

Free, free once more to join 
The Pegasus flight, on a river 
Of heavens' cascading blues and whites

Together with Myriad Choruses 
Of creation's voices shining,dancing 
Warmed in the sun's pleasant heights

Speeding across the fabric 
Of pulsing, glowing mystery, 
Called by eternity, majesty and family

A flowering bouquet, 
Whispering fragrant blessings, 
Dropping thankful petals lovingly

With each falling star 
Brightly vanishing

And every spark 
Never ending.