barely here

As the first perceptible buds
on late-winter trees,
we are barely here;
having no idea of the beauty
we may become.

From a Realm beyond
our grasping and thinking,
we have come.
From a place
called only Love,
with greener greens,
bluer blues, clearer waters,
and roses more fragrant
than we can imagine,
we have come;

from the birthplace of Music,
and the Home of the God
Who dreamed of all gods.

On the Tree of Life,
we are buds; barely here,
yet loved with an Everlasting Love,
and seen with the Eye of the One
from Whom all color and fragrance flows.

Through all our days,
till the last petal falls
and we are carried
by the Gentle Breeze
toward Home.

Rejoice!
Do Not Fear!
Though barely here,
we are loved!

~Cheryl Anne

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