Anonymous

Today I was passing by a tree...

When a bird sang out to me...

So, I climbed on its trunk...

holding its branches; that spread out like the longings of my soul.

And there hiding in its womb...

I saw a tiny, beautiful flower bloom...

Precious in all its beauty and stillness...making me think...

"How beautiful is the Creator that creates...

For even if in this flower he breathed his divine breath of life.

Yet! He kept it hidden from most passerby..."

God is 'anonymous', in the most beautiful experience they say...

Sure he left me speechless on that beautiful summer day.