Beautiful Things in the most Unexpected Places

I came across this morning a poem with only four lines; yet speaks volumes. It is one of those poems that leaves one thinking and ruminating on it. Contemplating it, and it’s depth with just four lines.

I immediately thought of a picture I had taken while waiting in a drive-thru line in Bloomington, MN, on my way to work one summer morning. It was in the most obscure, unappealing area, surrounded with grey cement, and almost hidden directly past the price board. In all its glory stood so beautiful and all by itself, a blooming hedge in such an unexpected place. I was moved to take a photo.

An Epilogue, by John Masefield

I have seen flowers come in stony places

And kind things done by men with ugly faces,

And the gold cup won by the worst horse at the races,

So I trust, too

The take away from this: Expect beautiful things in the most unexpected places and wonderful things done by people we would least expect them from. So, we trust too.

We must take time to notice these things, for they are there if you look for them. Even in a worn cement drive thru.