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Desert Flowers
In the dryest of locations beauty still resides in the eye of the creator.
In the amphitheatre of the harshest environments God embraced the
Earth and sowed seeds of beautiful life that could withstand time's
brutality connected to the after life.
Beautiful wildlife brought to life with the Earth as the midwife; God
the Father as the pallbearer shedding tears of joy for her midterm.
Life is a beautiful moment so grasp it, life's so short it's tragic, but at the
right moment it's magic.
Attraction to God is magnetic for he created us in his image blessing
desert flowers with beautiful coats protecting us from the desert storm.
Heaven adorned the Earth with sweet the nectar of hope.
Blessed with love good enough for the demigods angels were confused
as the Titans were as to why God would create a spirit forever
connected to the after life.
They shed tears of pain counted as rain sustaining life and preserving
beauty.
It is their duty to love us though we are all unaware of the blessing God
gave us; know for certain that this life has it's curtains.
As we die we return to Earth's dirt though it may seem cursed to go
back to dirt for we to must feed Terra Firma to bring new spirit to
retake Earth as wife as we walk with God in his beautiful after life.
In the amphitheatre of the harshest environments God embraced the
Earth and sowed seeds of beautiful life that could withstand time's
brutality connected to the after life.
Beautiful wildlife brought to life with the Earth as the midwife; God
the Father as the pallbearer shedding tears of joy for her midterm.
Life is a beautiful moment so grasp it, life's so short it's tragic, but at the
right moment it's magic.
Attraction to God is magnetic for he created us in his image blessing
desert flowers with beautiful coats protecting us from the desert storm.
Heaven adorned the Earth with sweet the nectar of hope.
Blessed with love good enough for the demigods angels were confused
as the Titans were as to why God would create a spirit forever
connected to the after life.
They shed tears of pain counted as rain sustaining life and preserving
beauty.
It is their duty to love us though we are all unaware of the blessing God
gave us; know for certain that this life has it's curtains.
As we die we return to Earth's dirt though it may seem cursed to go
back to dirt for we to must feed Terra Firma to bring new spirit to
retake Earth as wife as we walk with God in his beautiful after life.
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