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The Grace Of Flowers 

Sue Coppernoll  


Gladiolas in a white vase,
their magenta faces shining
in early morning light
streaming through a windowpane
speckled with last night's raindrops,
bring me to wakefulness,
adoration, and hope.

Another volley of blossom
unfolds atop their stems,
assuring me that on the morrow
I shall yet have their company.

Breathing gratitude,
I pour cool water from a crystal pitcher
into the vase
with a devout prayer:
"May my life also unfold
in radiance and in beauty."

I return the flowers
to a corner of the hearth,
knowing I am ready, now,
for what the day may bring.

With very special thanks to the poet, Sue Coppernol, for sharing this beautiful poem with us. Sue is a retired pastoral counselor now living in Arkansas.

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