A Flower Garden




 I am a flower garden blooming brightly in the night,
My reds, blue and yellows
Basking fully in their light,
Twinkling purple edging whites
Mark the great delight,
Brightening up the earthly scrapes,
Telling of a future where all are blooming light,
With freedom, peace and joy galore
Calling from inside
The grand and glorious life
The essence of God's colors
Perfuming human sight.
Yes, I am a flower garden brightly blooming in the night.

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