Saturday, December 16, 2017

Yes Flowers Smile





Oh how lovely!
What a joy.
What a treat.
I am delighted to see
 and certainly greet
your bright smiling faces.

- oOo -
blooming

Day Lily Day Today



Believe me 
every day lily IS orange.

Every lily deva is dancing
as I take my early morning walk
 around the garden
They see me
 so kindly smile for you to see.

To Be A Blessing






In my dreams
it looks like my garden,
it looks green,
it is lilac and cream.

We are sharing flowers,
plants, light and joy,
we are weaving
our living Being.

This micro-climate
prospers thriving and nourishment.
There is protection
from the winds and frost,
with high support inspiring me
continually.

I am drinking Divine Love.
I am listening,
expanding,
branching out, connecting
and I want
To Be A Blessing.

- oOo -
 

Monday, December 4, 2017

I Am Most Grateful


When I saw you shining bright
it was with joy and great delight
I came over to admire you
and ask permission,
if I may,
have this waltz with you today.

You Dear Flower
shine like the only one,
smile like the morning sun,
float above your silvery leaves
and I wonder if, it may be true,
pixies play each day with you.

They love joy, 
so your warming beam
simply seems,
 delightful.

Yes that is true,
pixies love you and so do I
your beauty lifts the sky,
your fragrance calls me over,
your colours are most cheerful,
my friends know
you are a favourite one
we simply love seeing you
quietly shining,
inviting,
sharing rosy radiance
in honeysuckle lane
enticing admirers again.

- oOo -

Rose-scented - Pelargonium clorinda

Tuesday, November 28, 2017

Only Love


Only Love comes with me
only Love is real.
The love you gave
and the love you received.

Speak to me of Love
Listen Deeply.
It is singing the song that rises
and surprises,
the light within
guiding,
riding high, in the breath of life.

- oOo -
 

Abounding


When blossom petals fly away
they float along in the sky,
the breezes blow
so some fly high,
the rain comes soaking that same day
and other petals wash away.

So now less is visible
but still I know
the petals have a place to go.
A good number of them
are seen again
landing in a different place,
being mulch for little plants:
a blossom cover on the ground
to warm the earth
and protect the young,
to wrap around and bring
gentle goodness
abounding.

The way I see
the changing winds,
the petals 'whoosh' to greater things.
Their purpose was protecting buds
so now the fruit is growing plump,
the harvest brings us greater good
as nature knows the seasonal ways
nourish and nurture our everydays.

(Written November 28, 2017 with Kolkwitzia, as all fairy-bell blossoms fall)
 
 
 

Sunday, November 26, 2017

Being Peace


Today I walk in peace
tomorrow is beyond,
the days go with the breeze
patience waits with me.
All is still and silvery
as ever it will be.

- sSs -

Nandina domestica - Sacred or Heavenly Bamboo