I see in the flowers a world of Grace And a symbol of divinity, And consecration to the eternal light. Certainly, their joyous eternity Can teach us all the delight of love, And the beauty now surrounding us. For where else can we hope to find the strength That they have shown to us on sacred earth, Surviving and blooming among the blows of fate Ever growing and reaching higher and higher For in the light they know their timeless place.
Poems Undated (1727)
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