Nothing Special ?

Our zinnias are blooming.

Nothing special, really,

   but wait.

   “Nothing special,” I say.

 

Oh my goodness.

   They are glorious.

   A reflection of the creative

      hand of the living God.

 

Seeds were encoded

   from the beginning

   to fall into the good earth

   and die to their old form

      to produce colorful blooms

      on three foot stems.

 

How do flowers know to bloom?

   What cues them to the season,

      to grow and regale us with beauty?

 

I think you can answer that theologically.

 

Moving to the deeper places,

Jeff