Love is met by a red rose that flies*
I awaken this morning with such calm and splendor
My eyes see the Truth in light, this opens the door
The sunshine it blares loudly and it is felt
Deep within my heart, it is the Love that makes me melt
I am greeted by a friend, so happily to see
That friend of mine is a cardinal in the pine tree
Dom*Colucci 2011
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