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Tuesday, August 19, 2025

Early Blossom (Revised) *--*

            Early Blossom
In anticipation of early morning mist, curled up in her nest of twigs, twines, and thorns...evergreens, there lays dormant the most precious expression. Waiting the shift...daylight, nocturnal muse dazzles laughter through the air.

So whispered the jasmines, and so whispered the lilies, and so whispered the daffodils, and so whispered the rose (early blossom)...the tulips and carnations, gaily exchange of the guard!

Creation laud and praise the fine tuning of vibrational harmony, flower beds of color and fragrance chant, guide the foot-steps of invisible host.

Sunlight pierce the threshold of early blossom’ and so come to life, audience drunk in joy and laughter.
All the commotion invisible too the grounds keeper, all obvious to the host,


Sun-dance...rain-dance, songs of jubilee collaborate a kaleido-spectacle, only to the few ! Many are the blessings pouring her way, like rain showers to a special expression of delight...inspiringly awesome, Divinely crafted !

Seasons of change whither my presences...but between me and my host, vibrational harmony is root deep.

In the next resurrection early blossom, the garden shall play...and so whispered all creation in submission to a grand scheme.

Only the choicest is found lodging in GOD'S tent, and you're one of them.

A Divine host irreconcilable yearn to nourish the spark woven deep into the sacred spiral, for all expression to declare his glory. In the pipe-lines of life, remote in the sacred chamber God’s (YHWH) work shop, you are his love Joy ! His beloved child !
 
 A thousand in colorful contrast and the array of suited matches, would be at a standstill from a radiant singleness, the aura...the presentation...the lamp-stand of all seasons,
 
A host grand standing and qualities yet to reveal. 
 
 *--* I can't recall writing this note for anyone in particular, not even a passer-by so the inspiration comes from creation it self. The last few lines are the revised version for the real target in the corridor of time.

Published on
4/10/17 1:56 AM

BY : Raphael G



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