Start as a seed deep down in the ground under soil,
Start to burst out and sprout,
Full of anger of rejection, guilt, hurts of the past.
Pushing and growing more in God's Love,
Breaking free from rejection, guilt all the hurts.
One last hurdle to break free,
Finally,
A light at the end of the Tunnel,
I'm Free, I have became a rose bud,
I can open up now, I am free,
God's pouring in his love,
I can blossom out my beautiful petals,
God's Beautiful Rose has been set free!
Amen.
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