Petals tightly clenched
thoughts and dreams held close
not blooming till relinquished
as gift to the Author.
What thoughts are planted in the garden of our souls? What plans are watered faithfully?
For whom the dreams tended? For whom the obstacles pulled?
Lord help me to plant all for you and not for me. Help me not to waste time on what is not truly beautiful, what is not truly beneficial, what is not truly eternal.
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