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Rated: E · Poetry · Spiritual · #2118803
This is a poem about stopping to smell the roses. God gave us roses!
Along the path I stop and smile,
to sit awhile among the trees,
and see the air and ground agree,
no argument beneath the sky,
is why I stop to sit awhile,

Along the path I feel the shade,
to fade into a distant glow,
and show just what the day has sown,
warnings of a peppered sky,
is why I stop to sit awhile,

Along the path I stay to dream,
believing I have ransomed grace,
alone to face the night's embrace,
sheltered under sunless sky,
is why I stop to sit awhile,

Along the path is respite calm,
leisured on the days unrest,
investing in the silence kept,
muted stars in quiet skies,
is why I stop to sit awhile,

Along the path I talk to God,
applauding what He's given me,
in meanings of the truth we seek,
solemn whispers to the sky,
is why I stop to sit awhile,
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