Trifecta of Poems by Florence Mary – June 5, 1993.

In the stillness you shall know me
For I will come to you in truth and actuality
Showing to you my face that will erase all
That man has imagined me to be

You are the flowers of my garden
And I tend you carefully to allow your growth
None of you are bent, but merely lost
From your own lovingness and from the knowledge of mine

Take my hand that is offered to you
Through a friend and see the love
Take his hand and feel the power of my presence in him
And more importantly, feel it within your self
For until you do you can love nothing, not even me.

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When love becomes the rose of thought
In each man who has forgot
The ways of love and bliss and joy
And when belief is no longer a ploy
To venerate the ego I
From the sage who’s heart is sly
To manipulate the hearts of men
By offering a way home again

So think you carefully about the rose
Trust the promptings from the God who knows
The innermost hearts of men
And their motives you will bend
Not from words or from flowery phrases
But from a love that constantly blazes
From with his very soul
That completes your half and makes you whole

Join you your hearts and then join your minds
And blessings will come of many assorted kinds
To bring forth fruit upon the Earth
That becomes very priceless and beyond all worth
Toil of body becomes a joy
As your vehicle you fully employ
Not to satisfy the ego nor the I
But to serve the God of the I
I becomes the transcendent prayer
To the God you know is there
In your heart and inside your mind
For so many lifetimes you have pined
For the knowledge of your worth
That you are now beginning to birth
From the sea of knowledge deep within
That transcends care and want and sin
To free us all from fear and from doubt
And to know exactly what this life is about
Then at last to turn our hearts and our minds
To serving God and all of mankind.

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Every flower you cause to grow
Grows so fast that you will know
How to love in the way of God
So that you do not have to plod
Without the beauty of the garden
Who’s absence will cause hearts to harden
Against the one who loves you most
And offers to you the heavenly host
Of love and care and plenty too
If my truth you only knew
So see me in the dark of night
And see me again in the morning light
So offer up your pain to God
So he can then remove your sod
Of blindness from your soul
That keeps you half when you are whole.
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Steven

52 year old artist (Obelious Arts & Photography), outdoorsman, nature lover, spirit lover and one of Florence Mary's closest friends. Currently existing in Nelson BC, Canada.