Contemplation in the Garden

(by Doranne Wire)

Fragile rose of pink transparency,

Sequined by the morning dew.

Tomorrow, listless, void of fragrancy.

Is this a thing that God would do?

Could it be imagination plays

Games of sheer illusion? The

Conclusion taken very wrong. His ways

Are there to see. There is more to be.

Gurus say that souls will soar and grow,

Earth is but a path to wend.

We need to learn to love and share and know

Our universe. It has no end!

Fragile rose of pink transparently

Sequined by the morning dew.

You’re such a perfect way, apparently,

To show us all what God can do.