The Flowering Earth Poem by Robert Edgar Burns

He maketh me lie in orange pastures,
Where to my right are purple and blue.
A world where rainbows color the flowers.
This glorious gift God gives you!

He prepares a table before me,
Adorned with Roses bright red with dark hue.
Yellow buttercups and white lilies have joined them.
With grape vines still adorned with dark blue.

A banquet in honor of the harvest.
The flowers are simply honored guests.
My favorites are what is set before me.
In beauty each one passes the test.