The blushing bush

Once the was a bush that wouldn’t flower
‘Why don’t you flower?’, said the other bushes.
I am ashamed, she said
To reveal my true nature
‘Have faith’, they said
‘That God will use you
For the purpose
That he made you
Besides, all our problems are all our problems.’
The bush blushed
To hear such words
So plainly spoken
See! They said
Her brilliance moves with you!
And thus she revealed her true self.
After all,
Which bush is ashamed to flower?
Now and then
As though you can’t tell Her
Your secrets.