Are there flowers alone, unattended?
Are there blossoms with no hummingbird?
Are there good deeds that I had intended,
yet the music has never been heard?
Are there words to a song left unwritten?
Are there words that I've left here unsaid...
to a friend or neighbor who's hurting,
'cause I'm living my own life instead?
Are there flowers alone that are dying?
Is my friend or my neighbor in bed?
Has the music in my heart gone silent?
Is my soul and my spirit now dead?
Can I see God's rich love in the sunshine?
Can I feel His warmth on my face?
Can I see all His colors in rainbows
recalling His love and His grace?
Can I humble myself among flowers?
Can I kneel under blossoming trees?
Can I pray for the sick and the dying?
Can I give to the poor 'least of these'?
Are there flowers alone, unattended?
Are there blossoms with no hummingbird?
Are there good deeds that I had intended,
yet the music has never been heard?
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