Like dewdrops on lotus leaves,
glittering like pearls.
Like honeydrops on the tongue,
sweetening the soul.
Like water drops on a patient's lips,
bringing hope of life.
Like a black painting on a white canvas,
honoring rare, divine beauty.
Like blossoms floating on water,
with bees gently resting upon them.
This is how I feel
in the light of His love.
—September 2,2025.
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