Saiom Shriver

Busy bees chased
the bloom chaste
Though
they crawled on her
clothes
her petals unfolded
and those held close
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Busy bees chased
the bloom chaste
Though
they crawled on her
clothes
her petals unfolded
and those held close
still ever faithful
to the sun
is the everpure rose
Whether her hue
is violet or rose
Whether she grows
in freedom or rows
ever to God
in waves arose
the love perfume
from the heart of the rose.

As she hears
the confessions
of all rivers
those on the shore
hear the sea..
accepting all
she calls no read more

As she hears
the confessions
of all rivers
those on the shore
hear the sea..
accepting all
she calls no thing
heresy.

The ocean:
rocking cradle of the world, sunset stairway to the stars
.. only by great masters trod, only written read more

The ocean:
rocking cradle of the world, sunset stairway to the stars
.. only by great masters trod, only written on by God.

O Lord to You we give thanks
that in time Polish horses ... defeat Nazi tanks.

O Lord to You we give thanks
that in time Polish horses ... defeat Nazi tanks.

FOUR FLOWERS
The Sun Arose
in Morning Glory
with His Goldenrod
Wanding Violet
to Rose
(to C and R Davis
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FOUR FLOWERS
The Sun Arose
in Morning Glory
with His Goldenrod
Wanding Violet
to Rose
(to C and R Davis
of Maryland).