Monday, May 2, 2011




The Milanese Rose Garden

I'm thinking
Now
Just thinking, how clever you were,
So young
To relish the music of a word in your own way.
Well, nothing really.
Yet all that needed to be said, was said
As a silent prayer.
Roses freshly dewed and a child's insistent voice
Answered indecision:
A burning love and pure resolve
Was born
In a walled garden.

(The story of Augustine of Hippo's conversion to Christianity when hearing a child chanting scripture in a rose garden in Milan, is part of Augustine's book, "Confessions"). 

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