The simple glass container
Absorbed the surrounding light
Becoming a thing of beauty and contemplation.
The water clear pure to the eye,
Its clarity a joy to behold with the morning sun,
The union intimate for they were one in truth.
The roots deep within the vase
In twined in lazy peace,
Flowing downward seeking ever deeper depths,
Darker cooler water
That never will be found.
The simple plant dark green
Naked without any decoration
Floated peacefully upon the watery surface
In silence deep,
Giving its benediction to the world;
Such simple creations,
Glass, water, plant with roots,
Showing forth a true work of art
That calms the spirit.