Lesson from the Wildflowers
I poem for your Wednesday. Day 95 of (mostly unedited) daily writing/sharing
Jotting from my journal. Day #95 of (mostly unedited) daily writing/sharing
Lesson from the Wildflowers
So many rules, so many opinions on how to do it right, how to do it wrong— so much nagging noise. Aren't we all dizzy and dying from listening to the voices of others? Meanwhile, the wildflowers simply blossom, splashing the mountain meadow with marvel without following a single rule. I stand in the midst of their magnificence, palms together, head bent— steeping myself in their wildness, gathering up their color and splashing it here, watching as it bleeds all over the once-blank page.
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finally getting to read it on this Friday afternoon, where it still fits perfectly.
thank you, thank you, thank you... 💚 💚 💚
"splashing/the mountain meadow with marvel." What an absolutely exquisite picture this poem splashes across my heart! I love when you say "I stand in the midst/of their magnificence," and then the way you describe this magnificence...oh my goodness. I can imagine this scene so vividly inside every cell in my body.