Reverent blossoms, bowing low

Painted with prayerful brush

Gathered on pew-seats, just as though

Worshipping, grave and lush.

Each comes up empty, pockets raked

As off’ring plate is passed

But gives of itself, its beauty slaked

In finding true treasure at last.

This garden brimming with hydrangeas was one of our stops when a heart-friend hosted a long-overdue visit.   The blooms and scents captured my imagination completely.   Here, in my mind’s eye, the hydrangeas are finding that giving themselves to the world and their Creator is a greater act of worship than any they could give.  Flowers do give of themselves unreservedly, whether anyone is watching or not.  A lovely life lesson indeed…