Little Flower

Your designated time a brief hardship a journey Without tears clouding your eyes; devout devotion Like a little paper boat, you sail unworthy, Taking in bilge waters filled with high emotion. Come, kneel in total submission. A willing bride Your journey is a lifetimes undertaking Your heart motes a keep only one Lord can reside. His residence sits lest not I'm mistaking In the centre of your heart the vortex of your soul You must, by all means, flail out the wheat from the chaff It's a vow of faith to make, thyself, whole To undertake this journey ends all hatred and wrath. O my little flower your quest to be a nun, Is a heroine's noble deed that requires faith? Every battle has two outcomes, lost or won Love enslaves and, in true love, there is only praise.