Where Winter Lays...In A Heart Of Spring!

& then

They asked me

“What about those worn out flowers”

Who’s colours have bled...

Faded as print...

They lay upon your dress...

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To that I say...

They are the most cherished of blossoms

Placed between Gods-Lips

For when he’ll forget to look at himself

These faded flowers

Shall Remind them of him

Of the Love, that lingers as fragrance

Of His Breath!

& in them he shall see,

But the reflection

Of His Very Own Self!

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& then...When they ask...

“How can we understand thy pain..”

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To them I say...

“Winter can only Last through

A Heart of Spring...

Where Flowers Blossom...

To Bed A Sun that Sleeps...

Where snores of his lullaby

Sow hope-full of seeds

Where Gods Silence too wept

Nurturing all life that was

Once dead within

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There are few faded-blessed flowers

Who may not have the world at their feet

For they, Forever in Gods heart are carried

& There are some, who in their Physical Pains, receive an understanding from this world, while a few, who brave silently, through untold pains, being Gods Understanding upon earth!

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Yet All Pains can only Be Traversed by Gratitude of Love!

& I’m Grateful that Coco never once gave up & always laid my winter heart with His lightness of Spring. Maybe through this excruciating pains, all I ever needed to walk along was God & him

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Live Portrait in mirror & live painting of coco. Through 20yrs of Invisible Chronic Pain

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©️Meghna/2021