It Matters Not To the Flower
It matters not to the flower,
If never viewed of human eye.
It blooms for the owner,
Who gardens from on high.

Tho’ planted in secret place,
 Seeming to dwell alone.
Even the perfectly hidden,
Perfectly, by the gardener are known.

Planted and Planter sight unseen,
Link in noble quest.
With eye fixed on the other,
To give the other its best.

M Paul Burress

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The relationship between the Creator and the created
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