Nevertheless, She Persisted!

“La joie réside au plus intime de l'âme; on peut aussi bien la posséder dans une obscure prison que dans un palais.” St. Therese of the Little Flower

Nevertheless, She persisted!

given an explanation, warned,

man, oh man!

who subtweeted whom?

true, every flower can not be a rose

and without love, deeds count for nothing!

in this age of anger

...with neurotic verses

of liquid war, doom and gloom,

this world might be a ship,

but for now, it’s home!

the scent of violets, the whiteness of lilies,

and the charming daisy,

try to rob the rose of its splendour.

Nevertheless, She persisted!

joy! joy!

joy lies intimately in the victim soul

asking, "will spring lose its loveliness"?

impugn, impugn, impugn!

intimidate and chill the ballots,

dark jail or palace?

haven’t we tried

to leave the violets to their own opinions,

say nothing just love them,

“La vie est faite de petits bonheurs”

nourished only in the truth?

it is time to rally behind the splendour

of the rose,

so spring will not lose its loveliness.

teaching by works not worry,

stand in this shower of roses,

stamping on evil that will never die.

grace in the glory,

even with spring coming earlier,

and earlier-

Nevertheless, She persisted!