And when the bud

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And When The Bud

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And when the bud just pops,

that’s transmutation!

The flower is

the full extent of God.

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It had to die in earth,

to burst the kernel,

transmute to Life,

born anew from its rod!

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When bud just pops,

it celebrates its Life,

the man, in fall, severed

with a knife!

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When bud just pops

is its return to Light!

It found its way,

vanquished the darkness Fight!

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Can you see you?

The child of God in darkness,

gloriously fighting death,

and win his Fight?

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And like a bud,

in wondrous flower popping,

express himself,

Victor of wondrous Light!

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