30.Flower in the Crannied Wall
Wednesday, April 10, 2013
Flower in the crannied wall,
I pluck you out of the crannies,
I hold you here, root and all, in my hand,
Little flower-but if I could understand
What you are, root and all, all in all,
I should know what God and man is.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
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