Seeds of the past

As the seeds of the past fall from your hands
And you remember the lillies that rose into heaven
Whilst every bead that you used from your brow
To quench this humble dear earth plain
Bless me oh Lord with joy from your heart
That you are with my soul family
Looking down on the people below
And saving our worth every day

As you tear at your walls like petals
Downing the nest of your being
And float with the grace of loves purest face
I know it is good that you are seeing
For only beauty could enter your eyes
If only as an idea newborn
To grow into a bloom so full and fragrant
It freshens galaxies you have worn