Glory

 

 

Sweet, precious, perfect

Drawing the hearts of lovers, kings and queens, mourners and slaves.

To look upon it—a blessing.

To envy it—a curse.

In haste the erring grasp to own it;

lacking wisdom, their desire pricks the soul;

for it belongs to none—save one—

The Rose of Sharon.

— Kari Rimbey

 

 

 

 

 

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