God's Flowers of the Field



Hearts are like flowers growing wild in the field,

Needing only our God for all their needs to be filled.

Then comes a day when their beauty is seen,

Someone runs into the field to be a part of the scene.

Their beauty is intoxicating as their heart slips away,

Caught up in the moment to the flowers dismay.

Not realizing what happened as their caught up in bliss,

Some flowers under foot their feet did not miss.

Those flowers have been hurt tender pedals have been bruised,

Now ending their beauty their life seems to lose

Their splendor and wonder once reflected in our eyes

Now ends with the sunset awaiting sunrise.



A new day begins and to our surprise,

The flowers rise again to brighten the day.

Their beauty is back for someone new to say.

"I wish that this beauty was only mine to hold,

My heart is so lonely so dark and so cold."

People chase after beauty in their heart is a hole,

It's shaped like our God only He can make it whole.

In desperation they reach out and sometimes they succeed,

Not realizing in their emptiness our hearts they cause to bleed.

Chasing after something to fill in that one empty space,

They do not realize their putting us in Gods place.

Now our hearts feel like flowers that we're trampled under foot

Patiently awaiting Gods sunrise to look

Upon this new day so their hearts can now rise,

To show their true beauty to the one that God prized.

As the one He has set aside for their beauty to be seen,

A knight in shining armor their princess or queen.

For no one can know how this new day will be,

For every sunrise and sunset is part of destiny.


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