Saiom Shriver

Busy bees chased
the bloom chaste
Though
they crawled on her
clothes
her petals unfolded
and those held close
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Busy bees chased
the bloom chaste
Though
they crawled on her
clothes
her petals unfolded
and those held close
still ever faithful
to the sun
is the everpure rose
Whether her hue
is violet or rose
Whether she grows
in freedom or rows
ever to God
in waves arose
the love perfume
from the heart of the rose.

The ice does not in pain scream
when in the sun he melts into stream
nor does he in pain read more

The ice does not in pain scream
when in the sun he melts into stream
nor does he in pain scream
when he higher climbs into spiraling steam.

You are the nectar, the hummingbird, the clover.
You are the bloom, the
bee, the OerHoverer.
You are read more

You are the nectar, the hummingbird, the clover.
You are the bloom, the
bee, the OerHoverer.
You are the child, the bond and the mother.
You
are the Love, the Beloved, the Lover.
(to our mother).

A jade curtain of
willow fronds
parts world of
green earth
from that of blue pond
A grey curtain
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A jade curtain of
willow fronds
parts world of
green earth
from that of blue pond
A grey curtain
of morning mist
separates turquoise waters
from blue sky
A more slender
veil is
at the portal
hiding the paradise
of the immortal.

They called the wind
lackadaisical..
but because he in freedom blows
the world will never
lack for daisies..
(to Laurie read more

They called the wind
lackadaisical..
but because he in freedom blows
the world will never
lack for daisies..
(to Laurie Otto Milwaukee Wisconsin advocate of wild lawns)
http://www.epa.gov/greenacres
http://www.egroups.com/messages/nomow108/1.