Crushed but not forgotten

Wilted, brown, and crushed to the earth
The blossom was no more a rose than a sunrise a storm
forgotten
torn
melting into the sooty earth
alone
almost as insult
the rains fell
creatures trod
and the flower became the earth
until
God’s hand caressed the seed within
dried the soil with rays of His Son
breathed on the bloom
soon
the sodden soil and forgotten bloom
became a beautiful rose
and all took notice 
of its magnificence
Amen, amen, I say to you, unless a grain of wheat falls to the ground and dies, it remains just a grain of wheat; but if it dies, it produces much fruit. John 12:15
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