Like a flower growing wild,
in the middle of the field;
I need no tending from man,
for my worth & beauty to yield.
Unlike clay that requires shaping,
God has already formed my face.
He made each with special talents,
as proof of His Divine Grace.
Unlike buildings made to order,
people have their own design.
The Master was the planner,
I won't argue with His mind!
Every petal on God's flowers,
has a beauty all their own.
No one questions their creation,
merely enjoying what is shown.
