“Behold a Rose”
I behold, a rose
and touch its silky, smooth petals
ever so tenderly
pressing my nose
into the bosom of its essence,
drunken
by the fragrant kiss of joy
I touch my face
to capture Gods creation
and realize
I'm touching the face of God
~*~
10/1998
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“pressing my nose
into the bosom of its essence,
drunken
by the fragrant kiss of joy”
Brenda Barnhart



