Rununculous
Called by light
from winter's dark sleep,
she comes
seeking love,
unfurling her glory,
layer upon golden layer,
ocher in her depths,
lemon on her lips,
smiling beauty into the world.
Kissed by light and warmth,
drunk with dew,
a gentle weave opens,
with arch and curl,
beautiful as a maiden.
Tucked within her heart,
beneath every glowing, velvet petal,
beneath the pale green promise
of tomorrow's blessing,
the link which sustains,
silent, unseen and unheralded,
strong and eternal,
the very hand of God.
Photo Credit: Jen Slutsky http://www.flickr.com/photos/
Thank you, Debra. Your words are lovely.
ReplyDeleteHow very beautiful! Thank you so much for writing your precious words to my springtime photo!
ReplyDeleteGorgeous photo. Delicious words.... :)
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