In the garden, <br />I look at a rose and wonder <br /> <br />Is this rose <br />laughing with God? <br />Is it God’s smile, and message, to the earth? <br />Does it tell <br />Of God’s goodness, truth, and beauty? <br />Of God’s stillness? Peace? and silence? <br /> <br />Or if you gazed at it long enough <br />and carefully enough, <br />perhaps with a laugh or smile, <br />in stillness, peace, and silence, <br />would it tell you everything <br />that God would have you know? <br /> <br />* * * <br /> <br />For even if you are <br />a cynic, locked into your own mind <br />by your own key <br />and say, oh, it’s just <br />savage, ruthless nature, competing <br />with all the other flowers, for the bees – <br />for nothing but its own selfish ends - <br />you must admit <br />that Whoever allowed, invented, made, decreed <br />the laws for the construction of <br />such complex, simple beauty (which a bee may never know?) <br />is pretty cool.<br /><br />Michael Shepherd<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-the-spirit-of-rumi-36-the-rose-told-me/
