'THE BLOOM' project coming...
In 2017...
...it's your time to BLOOM.
Flowers begin first with a seed.
So unseemly.
The beauty is planted...hidden.
And then the rain.
The sun.
It is trampled upon.
There is rain.
Sometimes...drought.
This phenomenal one weathers every season.
First, it appears as a weed.
Is it broken?
Is it withered?
It may seem so...but my friend, it is not so.
Almost unsightly...seems so frail.
Then one day...oh, one beautiful day.
The flower blooms.
For all to see...and when they see...
My dear, when they see...
...they stand in awe...even some with unbelief...
They gaze
...at it's incredible beauty
They muse
...at it's loveliness
They are moved
...by it's withstanding power
And even without words...just as it is...
The flower sings...
and
In it's own time...
The flower BLOOMS.
Flowers begin first with a seed.
So unseemly.
The beauty is planted...hidden.
And then the rain.
The sun.
It is trampled upon.
There is rain.
Sometimes...drought.
This phenomenal one weathers every season.
First, it appears as a weed.
Is it broken?
Is it withered?
It may seem so...but my friend, it is not so.
Almost unsightly...seems so frail.
Then one day...oh, one beautiful day.
The flower blooms.
For all to see...and when they see...
My dear, when they see...
...they stand in awe...even some with unbelief...
They gaze
...at it's incredible beauty
They muse
...at it's loveliness
They are moved
...by it's withstanding power
And even without words...just as it is...
The flower sings...
and
In it's own time...
The flower BLOOMS.