Fingers of Nature

Bring your mind fingers of Mother Nature.

Softly I will worship you with these flowers.

Hour by hour.

Floating over the valleys of your memory.

I will collect the sweet sands from your sea.

Gently I will offer you soft, delicate flowers.

Hour by hour.

Flowers that softly touch with each touch one gives.

Flowers that are for our cause, our love, make it live.

Gracefully I will stretch out before you multi-colored flowers.

Hour by hour.

Bring your mind to an ocean of drifting finger-like flowers.

Float your heart between waves of overwhelming flowers.

To live is to be with you forever in multi-colored flowers.

Hours upon hours.