"There's a message in the breeze,
It whispers love to me,
And everywhere a flower blooms,
His love is there to see.

For flowers growing in the wild,
Blooming without care,
Are a gentle, sweet reminder,
That His love is always there.

The colors of their petals
Show the grace splashed on my life,
Their petals, as they open,
Offer hope in times of strife,
Their magnitude of beauty,
Reflects His love within,
For the message they are sending
Is blowing in the wind! "
poem by Jean Penner
ack: poemhunter.com

Original mixed media traditional art.