Dear Lord,
Today I failed Your test again,
I spoke angry words, I hurt someone's feelings,
in frustration, I escaped to my garden
and sat beneath a tree.
"Oh tree," I whispered. "Do you ever get angry?"
I heard a rustle of leaves above me.
I saw a butterfly flit across the sky.
I saw a butterfly flit across the sky.
"Oh butterfly," I whispered. "Do you ever get angry?"
It flew towards me and brushed against my cheek.
If only they could both speak to me.
Oh Lord, will You teach me how to conquer this
loathsome enemy called Anger?
~ Divine Blossoms ~
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