Astonished into bud

Flower by Mike Flemming.Copyright 2015

The journey to the heart is  graced by love.
And those who need to seek obey their call.
Though virtue and her graces smile above,
We see steep paths ahead   with  risky falls

With willingness to cross  fields deep in mud,
To struggle through the tangled  windbent wood.
Our soul within knows when there’s latent good;
Recalls old trees astonished into bud.

As flowers spring up  to gently grace our toes
Encouragement is with much joy received;
And as we smell the fragrance of the rose,
At last we know our souls were not deceived.

For Virgil,fortune favours steadfast feet.
The journey may be long,the end is sweet.