From time to time, when <br />I’ve been meditating, and <br />these things matter, I pick respectfully <br />the plastic flowers from their vase, <br />wash the vase, wipe the dust <br />off the leaves with a moist cloth, <br />dip the flower-heads in water <br />as one would give someone <br />a holy bath <br /> <br />and then replace them in <br />a slightly new position in the vase, <br />a slightly new position on the table. <br /> <br />absurdity and <br />something beautiful <br />have met and got along together rather well.<br /><br />Michael Shepherd<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/zen-and-the-art-of-plastic-flower-maintenance/
