When ever the world grows darker
from death, war and gloom.
Hearts must heal from all these pains
for flowers still bloom.
Music of soul must journey so far
out through clouds of dust and ages passed.
We shall walk, dance, pray, and sing,
for a heart’s joy brings what will surely last.
Recesses of anger, shame, guilt and blame
shall not hide nor rule in our lives forever.
This day we shall decide for pure love
for we’re all in this garden together.
Celebrating our blooming essence of giving
beautiful joy everyday in life we’re living.
For when night shall come to fall,
we can rest in peace as we lay.
Grateful our flowering
pink lotus life
is bringing us a new dawn.
Happiness sings its
in our blossom’s fragrant song!
Poem and Photo by: Jen Walls