Oh, that one day my Soul too would emerge to freedom,
to dance with the garden fairies and angels!
The scent of the flowers is the promise of evolution …
if I could learn to blossom.
Not every rose will flower,
and sometimes, after years of solitude and effort,
just as one begins to bloom, a young lad will trample it underfoot.
I began to suspect that God and his laws were all around us,
if we could only see.
~Mervyn Brady
to dance with the garden fairies and angels!
The scent of the flowers is the promise of evolution …
if I could learn to blossom.
Not every rose will flower,
and sometimes, after years of solitude and effort,
just as one begins to bloom, a young lad will trample it underfoot.
I began to suspect that God and his laws were all around us,
if we could only see.
~Mervyn Brady
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