Rev Cheryl Birch

Thoughts, Meditations of the Heart, Poems & Prophecies

Purple

Not just any shade of purple, but many.
The blooming sage shows off its own rainbow.
Nearly black is the depth of its undertone
And the tips of the petals like lilac cotton candy.

Set against varieties of green, a violent hue emerges.
Flitting ’round about is a yellow butterfly
Whose favorite flower is of a lavendar dye.
Then the wind reveals the beauty of plum in surges.

Puffs turned to mauve tossed to and fro
Exhibiting the first signs of brown death.
Next to them life happily springs forth
In brilliant buds of royal purple indigo.

Bees buzzing, drawn by the magenta rich frangrance.
The spicey scent fills the garden all in all.
Simple wonders of a warm sunny day in fall
Point me to the One who created this pallet of amethyst.

Copyright 2012 Cheryl S Birch – all rights reserved

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