Friday, August 3, 2012

The Zinnia

The Zinnia

The zinnia stretched her root
Deep under the cement block
Wedged her leaves between bricks,
And turned to look for God,
Her creator.

With fertile ground inches away
She had landed in the cracks.
Asked to bloom in adversity.
Why? She pleaded, why?
Because I love you so.
I will make you strong.

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