Way Back Wednesday: we are but flowers

by chuckofish

MCC flower

Little Mary in Worcester, MA, circa 1931

These are thy wonders, Lord of love,

To make us see we are but flowers that glide;

         Which when we once can find and prove,

Thou hast a garden for us where to bide;

                      Who would be more,

                      Swelling through store,

         Forfeit their Paradise by their pride.

–George Herbert, from “The Flower”