Great Poem for today!

A Victorian friend sent me this poem, and I wanted to share it with you.

Flower In The Crannied Wall

By Alfred Tennyson
Flower in the crannied wall,
I pluck you out of the crannies,
I hold you here, root and all, in my hand,
Little flower -but if I could understand
What you are, root and all, and all in all,
I should know what God and man is.