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A Prayer from the Flowers
by Eddy Robey
Forget Me Nots
A gentle gaze, meant only for their lord.
Bright blue, and open to the sky above.
Clear, and ever full of hope, they look toward
Heaven. "Do please, remember us with love,"
They pray for all the children of the Earth.
Oh you, who have created many stars,
We mortals do so oft neglect the worth
Of gentleness between us. There are bars
Upon our windows, many bolted doors,
And fences 'round the meadows. Hear our need.
Let mercy heal the many painful sores:
In hearts all full of fear, and thoughtless greed.
These blossoms are the sweet, beseeching eyes,
Our world turns, to the master of the skies
A Flower for Peace
Goldenrod
Hashem's own mighty mace of power.
A blooming fragrant torch to light meadows,
And mountainsides. Gleam throughout a shower,
Of Autumn raindrops, and dispel shadows.
The flaming lamp of holy wisdom, bright
With all mankind's dearest aspirations
To beauty, will guide poor mortals on right
Paths, and keep us from the low temptations
Which endanger any promise of peace.
This splendor glistens over hill and field.
Burns, to remind warmakers that our lease
On Earth is short. All hate must someday yield
Its ephemeral vigor to the grave.
Love is the only treasure we can save.
©
2001, by Eddy robey
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