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Prosperity is a silent snowfall On a winter night Building slowly flake by flake And the whole world In the morning Is a white carpeted wonderland Prosperity is patient growth Prosperity is a mighty glacier Moving imperceptibly Year by year Carving through solid rock And easily clearing Any obstacles in its path Prosperity is power Prosperity is a mountain range Packed with winter snow Delivering water week by week To the valleys below With vibrant rivers and streams Bringing nourishment Month by month Prosperity is giving
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Mar 4, 2020
Mar 4, 2020 at 8:46 AM UTC
Prosperity Is.. (Prosperity Poem 68)
Prosperity is a silent snowfall On a winter night Building slowly flake by flake And the whole world In the morning Is a white carpeted wonderland Prosperity is patient growth Prosperity is a mighty glacier Moving imperceptibly Year by year Carving through solid rock And easily clearing Any obstacles in its path Prosperity is power Prosperity is a mountain range Packed with winter snow Delivering water week by week To the valleys below With vibrant rivers and streams Bringing nourishment Month by month Prosperity is giving
Last week I was driving home from my parent's house in the evening, and enjoying the evening glow on the snowy Utah mountains. Snow can be so beautiful and soft, and yet it can be powerful and strong under some circumstances also. The snow here in the mountains of Utah nourish the valleys all summer long, so snow can be giving also. I thought of how prosperity can be soft and incremental, and strong, and giving! The whole poem was in my head by the time I got home. This is Prosperity Poem 68 at ProsperityPoems.com and you can see it displayed on a beautiful background (copy and paste the link below). https://prosperitypoems.com/delivery68ProsperityIs.html You can sign up for free weekly delivery of poems at Prosperity Poems (.com)
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Mar 4, 2020
Mar 4, 2020 at 8:46 AM UTC
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