BEAUTY AND THE ROSE

I wish to write a poem of beauty and love,
A sonnet of homage for our mighty Lord above.
Beauty is the doorway to feel the Divine,
A red rose at sunset is perfect and sublime;
It's perfume fills the air and freshens Being,
To see the rose in bloom is a great gift of seeing.
It reminds us 'God is Love', that's unconditional,
We praise Him with fervent worship reverential.

A worried man walked along a hurried street,
Lost in dreamlike thought, he saw nothing but his feet,
Until he passed a florist and glimpsed a blushing rose,
He felt, God bears my fears, he knows, he surely knows.
His burden became much lighter and he strolled along,
Whistling quietly to himself a sweet devotional song