It Matters Not To The Flower Poem by M Paul Burress
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,
To seemingly 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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