Thought of the Day

A poem called Balance:

God gave fragrance to the flowers
And a song for the birds to sing
So even those without sight
Could see the beauty that they bring.

But I can't help but wonder,
At the thorn he placed upon the rose
And why, suppose, he made the weed
Or inspired a poet to write in prose.

Was it, for us, a lesson shown
That life brings the bitter with the sweet.
And for the poet, compassion given,
That allows his pen to paper meet.

When a summer storm has passed,
And the sun comes out to shine,
I look to see the sky reveal
A rainbow adorning so divine.

May I never grow so blind
That my blessings I fail to see
Nor my ears grow so deaf
That I don't hear what he says to me.

So when the thorns begin to sting,
Upon the rose I'll place my sight
And when the darkness in me creeps,
Upon his face I'll see the light.

by Gloria Sarasin from Trinity, North Carolina

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