Saturday, March 31, 2012

 

Flower: check. Crannied Wall: check. Poem: not yet.

Unlike Tennyson, I left this flower in its cranny. Even if I had taken it out and looked at it " root and all, in my hand," I have no confidence that I could have extrapolated to knowing what God and man is.

I think I would just feel bad for having pulled a flower out of someplace where it was perfectly lovely as is, thank you very much. You want to find out what God and man is (are?) - try some less invasive investigation.

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