Spring has sprung in an explosion of Easter colours
coming forth to greet their Creators they open their petals in praise of new life.
Yellow Mellow
New Life in Yellow
Strong are the colours of early Spring,
as if trying to catch your eyes with their beauty,
they display for all to see.
Blue is the colour.
Nature's Beauty
Out of one small seed comes the complexity of the whole flower,
yet the Scientists say: "It is all by chance," which is folly to the wise who know there is no chance,
but Creators of such beauty.
The Beauty Bed
Altogether
Altogether they rise as the Sun shines,
greeting each day with joy as their new lives begin in Belfast,
in the man hut of the Shankill,
a project in progress.
Multi-Colour Beauty
Up Close and Personal
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Aunidan.
I am the Author of "The Spiritual Truth, a Guide into all Truth by Aunidan Christi," available on Amazon.com
A Child of Wisdom, StoryTeller, Poet and Photographer.
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I'm Tired...
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Mind Ticks
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If Others Only Knew
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Regret Nothing
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A Castle That Be
Frank Kemble3 years agoOh what a muse this castle be, deep in the forest of evergreen-sun beams, for eyes to please; Yet, this castle, was a trip to dare, in all its hassle of getting there – Yet, fair, so beautifully vivid in sunlight glare. Such a place for poetic bliss, while this pen slings feelings of kiss!
Conversations
Crystal Korpan3 years agoI don't know how it changed, Conversations went away, know one wants to talk anymore, Its all about Facetime, Facebook, or Tweeting,
