Flower by Mike Flemming.Copyright 2015
I have edited this but have left the original poem underneath as it is popular and I don’t want to remove it if some people prefer it that way.
he pathways to the heart are blessed by love.
And those who truly seek will never lose.
As virtue and her graces smile above
We see the hills ahead,the rocky views.
With willingness to cross land deep in mud,
To struggle through the tangled thorny woods.
Our soul within points to the latent good;
Recalls old trees astonished into bud.
As flowers spring up in between our toes
Encouragement is gladly now received;
And as we smell the fragrance of the rose,
At last we know our souls have not deceived.
For Virgil,fortune favours steadfast feet.
The journey may be long,the end is sweet.
Old version
The pathways to the heart are blessed by love.
And those who truly seek will never lose.
As virtue and her graces smile above
We see the hills ahead,the rocky views.
With willingness to cross the seas of mud,
To venture via tangled briar-filled woods.
Our soul within shows us the highest good,
When trees that looked quite dead are now in bud.
With flowers springing up between our toes
Encouragement is ,with relief ,received
And as we smell the fragrance of the rose,
At last we know our hearts were not deceived.
For Virgil, fortune favours those with steadfast feet.
The journey may be long,the end is sweet.
Note:The saying “Fortune favours the brave” is attributed to several people..Virgil,Pascal,Montaigne…ete