one of our estimable members asked this question in a recent thread in Science forum and as i think it echoes in some of our minds, i quote:



and i chanced into a site for spiritual readings and found these verse..



It says:

There's a shadow on the window,
Shaped in the outline of a rose,
Leaves and thorns,
All along the length of it,
Real as a shadow but not as a rose

it moves although never touched,
By the wind

Outside the real rose,
Glows in the morning sun.
--xx--
author unknown, maybe WW