Poetry

Joe Breunig


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19 march 2016

Poem: Wild Flowers

Are we God’s garden of wild flowers,
bringing fresh color into this World?
Can we find His fingerprints on us,
with divine patterns that are whorled?

With the coolness of His Holy Spirit,
there is a calming cascade of grace
that waters and refreshes our souls.
Under the Gardener’s careful embrace,

we’re given the individual attention
that promotes our spiritual growth;
He made the commitment to Humanity,
by the promise of Christ’s blood oath

for our everlasting Life in Salvation.
Though our days on Earth are limited,
no differently than the grass of Earth,
our innate potential is still unlimited

since we’re designed after His Image.
From the gifts we’re given, we can bloom
into the people He has imagined, with…
the lasting scents of Heaven’s perfume.
 
 
 
Author notes
 
Inspired by:
Psa 103:15-17; Matt 6:28-30

Learn more about me and my poetry at:
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By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2016, All rights reserved.






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