Sometimes, I look at the world and my eyes trace necklaces of words in dew-beaded cobwebs, and entire books shivering in a tree's leaves. I am quite certain that the glow of this Sunday rain blossom contains a singular word of perfection. Now, if only I could take less blurry pictures to capture its ethereal glimmer! I have always loved the scripture verse found in John 1:1, "In the beginning was the Word . . ." I could well imagine that this flower was that very word once! For as the venerable poet William Blake contends, one may find "a world in a grain of sand" (Fantasia!), and "Heaven in a wildflower."
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