Within the forest depths unknown A lovely wildflower grew; A passing foot crushed it to earth, Nor paused or ever knew. Its fragrance, wafted on the air, Still seemed to rise above The pain and anguish of its hurt, Expressive of its love. The birds sang sweetly as before, The world seemed just as fair, Unmindful that the little flower Lay crushed and broken there; But there was One, all-seeing eye, Whose love doth e'er surround, Who lifted up the broken flower And healed its bleeding wound. And so it is with human life, Though grief and pain abound, Still there is One whose loving care Forever doth surround. Then let us lift our hearts to Him Who all our hurts doth know, The Christ who died on Calvary Because He loved us so. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...COOPER SQUARE by KAREN SWENSON THESMOPHORIAZUSAE: WOMEN'S CHORUS by ARISTOPHANES HILL-SIDE TREE by MAXWELL BODENHEIM SONG OF NATURE by RALPH WALDO EMERSON MY MARYLAND by JAMES RYDER RANDALL THE BLACKBIRD by ALFRED TENNYSON PRAYER OF COLUMBUS by WALT WHITMAN A SWEET NOSEGAY: AUTHOR MAKETH HER WILL & TESTAMENT: A COMMUNICATION . by ISABELLA WHITNEY |