When first bloomed in gardens of delight
Bathed in the presence of endless light
Our hearts would know such to be requite
One so bright it graciously impaired our sight
We feel you in generous shadows overall
A Heart that beats only for us if we call
A world helplessly cried out when it fell
Felt the wounds in naked bodies to tell
You possess our reins and contain our beings
Touched by the thorns amidst glorious scenes
These petals greet when eyes have seen
In joy and pain, to know what it means
You were a precious fragrance in our essence
An aroma that waited to be lavished in our presence
Our lives now perfumed not given to chance
Obsessed, daily anew by a love that knows no distance
Chris G Peters were born on the most southerly gem in the necklace of islands spanning the Caribbean Sea. Here where the sun shines differently and set as though kissing the horizon, where coral reefs blooms, surf greets the sand, musical rendition of waves pounding the shore. A salty mist is in the air and the verdant beauty of nature abounds everywhere. Learn more.