"In Desert Places"

Random Poetry List LVII

God has a way of making flowers grow.
He is both daring and direct about it.
If you know half the flowers that I know,
You do not doubt it.

He chooses some gray rock, austere and high,
For garden-plot, trafficks with sun and weather;
Then lifts an Indian paintbrush to the sky,
Half flame, half feather.

In desert places it is quite the same;
He delves at petal-plans, divinely, surely,
Until a bud too shy to have a name
Blossoms demurely.

He dares to sow the waste, to plow the rock.
Though Eden knew His beauty and His power,
He could not plant in it a yucca stalk,
A cactus flower.

Sr. M. Madeleva, C.S.C. (American)

Originally e-mailed on Saturday, July 22, 2000 @ 7:55 PM.

Lane Core Jr. CIW P — Sat. 07/22/06 08:43:20 AM
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