Do I Still Bloom

Beauty strikes the soul. God within
Time passes the twigs grow
Roses deep in the ground die with winter
Spring alive after the haunt of the snow
Trees die. Sacred with the winter blues
The spring again life again does begin
I see a heavenly beautiful moody blue sky
I ponder - life a wonder and the muse play
I hope theres a break of reality today
Realism - I see. I live like I die
I test the waters . my mind quite contraire
My eyes wander they seek the heavenly father
And may God take my soul to the skies
Blessed be !  When each day I give my broken heart
A chance to mend for the stars
I recollect the chosen time be at Gods whim.
And may I beat the odds to live each day
With the perfect harmony of love by my side
I pray my God my soul might be self pride.