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Deep in the jungle remote
A wild orchid grows free

It’s petals spread in delicate glory
With a pure beauty of whitish pink

A sweet scent sent down from heaven
Completes this ideal creation

The only flaw is it’s location
For this flower will never be seen

It’s stunning perfection
Never glorified

Too far off the beaten path
Just no way to get to the spot

The flower lives out it’s life
Alone and unappreciated

Is it real? Does it even exist?
How do we believe what we can not see?

We be so empirically stubborn!
Demanding proof intellectually

When all we need do is trust our hearts,
A secure depository for beauty

Belief brings the flower to life
Faith sustains the memory

If you don’t believe in anything
Then all you have is nothing


About @stgreenie

I am my own best friend because I do so enjoy my company

One response to “Fill In The Blanks”

  1. kendraballesteros says :

    Reblogged this on kendraballesteros.


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