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"As a Flower"

Dear Lord,
Call me not a bride of Christ,
For I am nonesuch,
And that is not how I love you.

I love you as a flower does the sun,
Knowing the sun's light is unreachable,
Yet ever is felt.

Though clouds blot the sky,
Though rain beat its petals down,
Though wind tear its leaves away,
Though the sun's light no longer be seen,
Yet the flower knows it is there,
Waiting to restore life to a ruined bloom.
Lord, permit me the strength of a flower,
To seek your face again,
Should ever I turn mine from it.

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