A flower has a gentle, quiet, beauty as it reaches for the sky.
But when a gentle flower is crushed, its beauty seems to die.
But as the seeds press to the ground, more beauty will arise.
For, where the former flower stood, a new one soon will thrive.
All hearts were created to reach like flowers gaily up towards God.
But all tender hearts are crushed by sin and their beauty has tragically died.
But as our hearts press towards our Maker, beauty soon shall rise.
Because when the Maker gave His life, our hearts His blood purified,
And now the heart in Him becomes sanctified, and is forever alive.
-KLR
-KLR

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