The Colors of Living

human hand between yellow petaled flower field

Photo by Luku00e1u0161 Dlutko on

If every flower were the same color
the world wouldn’t be quite as beautiful…
If everyone was supposed to crawl in some sort of collective
we wouldn’t have the evening song of the birds
the flickering night of the firefly
bison in their slumbering herds
the sun breathing morning into a prairie sky
beauty shows us the mind of the creator
because new life is created through love
and hope is found in the embrace of a father
even after a lifetime of running
stumbling and falling
shattering as you hit the bottom
remember this, you are a life worth saving…

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