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The Flowers Have Tender Little Souls

The flowers have tender little souls
That love, rejoice, aspire.
Each star that on its orbit rolls
Feels infinite desire.
The diamond longs to scintillate
When hid beneath the sod.
The universe is animate
With consciousness of God.

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  • oumer
    January 21, 2005
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    Nice piece.. but I think the lines "Each star that on its orbit rolls
    Feels infinite desire. " makes it a little bit less rhymic..... apart from that...perfect!
    Edited on Jan 21, 8:33 because ''.