Walking down pathways of cacti jungles, needles sticking
out, waiting to prick anyone who gets too close.
Blossoms opening within a rainbow of color, exploding in
the eyes of anyone who passes by.
Touching each interiorly with blessings of God's holy
nature, captured and held within each of us.
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