An Open Petal
Tall grass above
a sleeping dream
Hiding what
His promise deems
Embedded deep
within the blades
New whispers seed
as life conclaves
The sun to mirror
God’s new day
Each ray He grants
new hope in play
That rises softly
through night’s travail
An open petal
— as Grace prevails
(1st Book Of Prayers: May, 2025)
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