The Flower

I saw a flower just the other day
A greeting from above in nature’s gentle way
Sharing all its beauty with the world around
Knowing not a thing
Making not a sound

I stopped to say hello, if only for awhile
A moment of my time for solace and a smile
It nodded softly back, so perfect and profound
Knowing not a thing
Making not a sound

I passed it every day, until the summer’s end
A living work of art I humbly do commend
Oh what a piece of heaven that my eyes have found
Knowing not a thing
Making not a sound

But one day it was gone, as quickly as it came
And though I traveled on, life was not the same
The earth brought many more, and yet I sadly frowned
Knowing not a thing
Making not a sound

Yet from that moment on, I had a great respect
For beauty all around I somehow did neglect
And now I simply watch the Lord work all around
Knowing not a thing
Making not a sound