Sweet fragrance of the stars,
The blossom of light is growing
In the garden of delight
That touches deep within my soul.
Pick the Golden flower
Inhale the fragrance so divine,
Let the wind speak Her name in silence
And allow it to open your heart to Gods name
The gift of love is given
with An open heart, an open mind
And a circle with no beginning or end
Which to share this energy with a friend.
the Mother is a flower,
a pure reflection Of God’s
creation and perfection,
And as the flower baths in the sun
And feels the light penetrate through to core. So that the color of the flower Is radiating
the very light of the sun, So you can shine forth your beauty’s and become the flower of the Son.
So are you a flower of God
Blossoming in the garden,
Do not question how a flower grows
But feel the holy light of Love.
Feel the love the Creator
Of this wondrous garden where you dwell,
By being the flower of God
You will find you need to be nourished
In the world where you have chosen to grow.
And the divine blessings it will bring."
from "Mystical Mother Mary: Inspirational Messages, Meditations, and Prayers" by Cindy Paulos