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Under a cerulean sky there is my field of flowers.
Aromas refreshing the soul amiss bringing forth hope of a new day.
As anxious mind and fears make the heart rest uneasy.
Nourishing rains help the mind rest peacefully as fears are washed away.

With the hands of midnight reaching down, I slip inside myself.
All the while searching within the darkness praying for a new dawn.
With the understanding that guardian angels are watching and waiting among the stars.
I gather my emotions as if gathering flowers sifting through each one.

The hands of midnight reaching down keeping this weary traveler in their embrace
Praying for nights end and the birth of a new morn
As the first rays of morning fly on angels' wings warming my troubled soul
While thanking God for His glory and for Heaven’s grace

Closing tired eyes reminiscing of that field of flowers
And of the dew drops nestled between every petal with the arrival of the dawn
Clear and free what once was a troubled mind now takes flight upon the wind
Forgetting every trouble that time has wrought while resting upon my field of flowers

2015
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Upon My Field Of Flowers
Date: Monday, 6th July 2015 @ 10:33:04 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: ingeniusidiot

Upon My Field of Flowers

Under a cerulean sky there is my field of flowers.
Aromas refreshing the soul amiss bringing forth hope of a new day.
As anxious mind and fears make the heart rest uneasy.
Nourishing rains help the mind rest peacefully as fears are washed away.

With the hands of midnight reaching down, I slip inside myself.
All the while searching within the darkness praying for a new dawn.
With the understanding that guardian angels are watching and waiting among the stars.
I gather my emotions as if gathering flowers sifting through each one.

The hands of midnight reaching down keeping this weary traveler in their embrace
Praying for nights end and the birth of a new morn
As the first rays of morning fly on angels' wings warming my troubled soul
While thanking God for His glory and for Heaven’s grace

Closing tired eyes reminiscing of that field of flowers
And of the dew drops nestled between every petal with the arrival of the dawn
Clear and free what once was a troubled mind now takes flight upon the wind
Forgetting every trouble that time has wrought while resting upon my field of flowers

2015

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