There are flowers in my pocket,
imagine my delight 
when that which I thought was empty 
was so filled with fragranced delight.

There are flowers in my pocket, 
that are now so full; 
they are bursting, overflowing, 
with an eternal point of view.

The colors of their blossoms 
reflect the mind and heart 
that have turned, in their emptiness, 
to the Divine heart--
and allowed its blessings to be received.

This moment of opening 
can only truly come 
when the vessel has been emptied 
and so, 
can
then be filled 
by the Divine Source.