| Rudyard Kipling (18651936). Verse: 18851918. 1922. | | | | The Answer |
| | 1892 A ROSE, in tatters on the garden path, | |
| Cried out to God and murmured gainst His Wrath, | |
| Because a sudden wind at twilights hush | |
| Had snapped her stem alone of all the bush. | |
| And God, Who hears both sun-dried dust and sun, | 5 |
| Had pity, whispering to that luckless one. | |
| Sister, in that thou sayest We did not well | |
| What voices heardst thou when thy petals fell? | |
| And the Rose answered, In that evil hour | |
| A voice said, Father, wherefore falls the flower? | 10 |
| For lo, the very gossamers are still. | |
| And a voice answered, Son, by Allahs Will! | |
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| Then softly as a rain-mist on the sward, | |
| Came to the Rose the Answer of the Lord: | |
| Sister, before We smote the Dark in twain, | 15 |
| Ere yet the stars saw one another plain, | |
| Time, Tide, and Space, We bound unto the task | |
| That thou shouldst fall, and such an one should ask. | |
| Whereat the withered flower, all content, | |
| Died as they die whose days are innocent; | 20 |
| While he who questioned why the flower fell | |
| Caught hold of God and saved his soul from Hell. | | | | |
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