There are flowers that are tiny
With an aroma magnificent,
And there are flowers that look beautiful
But lack any form of scent.
There are blossoms that are humble
Like a child’s little heart,
That decorate the soil;
They’re an expressive work of art.
Then there’s the queen of the garden
In all its majesty,
Where it’s remarkable in every way
And a delight aesthetically.
But in all its outward appearance
It still contains its thorns,
As a reminder to tread so gently
With a signature that warns.
Not everything that’s perfect
Abiding in the external realm,
Should captivate our heart
Or our soul to overwhelm.
Because deep beneath the layers
A row of thorns it will exist,
And sometimes it’s much too late
When signs are denied or are dismissed.
But a heart that blossoms unto righteousness
Produces fruit that is life-giving,
To enrich the lives of others
And to promote much needed healing.
A good character is steadfast
Amidst every storm and rain,
That will comfort and encourage
Many souls that are in pain.
Yes, externals are so pleasant
When they captivate the eyes,
But a noble character is priceless
When it’s faithful and is wise.
“The fruit of the righteous is a tree of life, and he who is wise wins souls.”
Proverbs 11:30
“But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, long-suffering, kindness, gentleness, goodness, faithfulness, self-control.” Galatians 5:22-23
