The Shining Pathway

A Request

by Rev. Lawrence Keister

Little flower, tell me, please,
How you grow with perfect ease;
How you fit your petals 'round,
How you find them in the ground.

Where you get the fine perfume,
Breathing forth from favored bloom;
How you know the bee will sip
Nectar from your honeyed lip.

Tell me now and I'll remember
Till the end of next November,
How you grow and whence you came,
For you always are the same.

In your silent beauty there
You have told exactly where
You obtain your sweet appeal,
Now you make me know and feel.

You and I have equal right,
To the sun's inspiring light;
We are both from God's own hand,--
Now I see and understand.

From The Shining Pathway

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