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The Making Of The Lord's Bouquet
I planted myself a garden, a garden of all
different kinds of flowers. I decided to make a bouquet
beautifully selected. My black carnation which I will
call Ebony for you are strong, in the image of me, I
created you. Beautiful as you are, your black essence
is like the twilight of the night in Ebony.
My white rose, so fair thou are, how lovely and
wise, your glow is like the day for which I created you.
I call you Ivory and I also adore you.
My next rainbow flower is called yellow orchid
and your knowledge flows like the running waters of
a river, ...