When ageing tent is laid aside,
my truest bloom will burst from husk
and, far from laws of earthen tide,
my heart won’t fade into the dusk
but blossom strong, by Love’s design,
free of pest and storm’s alarm;
to my best purposes, aligned,
free to flower, free from harm.
Meanwhile, Melody Muses... 
Won’t that be good?
Absolutely!!!
the stong blossom will be just beautiful!
What profound meaning there is, tied up in this little bud… Thank you for your wisdom and discernment.
This is one of my favorites. I see at least 3 levels of meaning.
Russ
Thanks Russ! (You must get three times the headaches of regular folks… ) haha
I absolutely LOVE the line, “My heart won’t fade into the dusk”–oh WOW!
Thanks, my friend!