THE SWEET VOICE
OF A FLOWER
(16
March 2008 by Carl A. Patton)
This
day I was blessed once more than once to hear these words. I heard a perpetual
sweet voice softly and soothing to the ear, mind, heart and soul.
I had never heard the rose
petals of every
color of the rainbow talk. Nor had I heard
the tulips the orchids and the beautiful
bouquets
of violets and baby breathe talk.
There were so many beautiful flowers that the mere
mortal could not count them. Nor did he know the colors of the rainbow. However
in love they spoke of the peace and the rain. As the rain caused them to grow.
What just what will send this love to harvest?
Sweet gardenias and peonies
just kissed the sky as their
delight
was the connoisseurs dream.
Here I saw
what could be described as the sweetest flowers and those that were most
colorful. Here those that had the good taste for delicious flowers knew no
boundaries.
However glory to God I saw them sing in
Spring
time as the colors and the natural
fragrance of God
sent
sachets pierced the air night and day.
The time of
gathering came upon the land and I stood as John and I saw them in full bloom.
I smelled sweetness at noon time when
the sun
was high. I could also see, feel and
touch fresh
scents in the air at the sight of the
moon.
All along the day and night I could see feel and
touch this magic. This beauty knew no time nor would not rest until it devoured
me in delight and this was joy.
God’s glory also allowed me to hear a
living
flower talk. Soft, delicate, gentle,
charming
and ever enchanting was this voice.
The Creation will never be matched as it allowed
the miracles and her unforgettable voice of enchantment.
Now I could see a beautiful flower child
there.
I also saw love in motion as a promised
voice of
An affectionate flower child spoke and
love lived on.
She now spoke to me as flower children are bold in
all endeavors as her beauty will invade any heart as long as it is open.
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