There it stands in the flower border.
we could strip away the gossamer wrappings
and bring about the moment of flowering ourselves.
packed as precisely as timed fuses,
warn us we are too clumsy to attempt this unveiling.
still lying beneath the surface
(most probably unseen),
Something not yet birthed,
deeply part of our longing and our DNA,
We can trust the one who clothes the lily of the field
Lk. 24: 49 I am going to send you what my Father has promised... Acts 1:8 ...you will receive power when the Holy Spirit comes upon you.
and a fuller flowering of life.
Disperse the shadows over us, Renew and strengthen Your people.
Shower upon us the seven gifts of Your grace.
Be the light of our lives, oh come,
You are our only comforter, Peace of the soul.
In the heat You shade us, in our labour You refresh us,
And in trouble You are our strength.
It may glow and reach to all forever.