Gloriously Perfect


Gloriously Perfect

by Brenda Surin


I am a sweet spice

crush me

my scent grows stronger


I am a oak tree

cut my branches

my roots go deeper


I am an eagle feather

toss me to the wind

I fly higher


I am a flowing river

dam me up

still waters I become


I can not be broken …

I am gloriously perfect!

[The picture is the River Boyne in County Meath, Ireland, located near the prehistoric monument Newgrange.]

Copyright © 2016 Brenda L. Surin. All Rights Reserved.

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