Flowers Eclipsed In Shadow
Reaching For The Light
Every speck of light we’re granted
Cannot begin to measure life
Love, like precious seeds are planted
In every garden, mixed with strife
Purposed by a higher power
Sculpted images of flesh
Empowered wildflowers, a thing of beauty, nonetheless
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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Comments (6)
I like the flow and rhyme of this one Kelli, and "In every garden, mixed with strife" is a wonderful line! It acknowledges that not everything grows that is planted, which is a heavy thought, but worth pondering!
All we have to do is listen to our hearts.
Wherever two or three are gathered, there will be an argument. But there is also the enduring possibility of love, grace & care.
Another poetic, beautiful message. 
This is so beautiful 🌸🌼
Pure gold. Love this one very much ❤️