From a purporteddead flower
its blooms
now spent
lies the secret
black pearls
within
propagating
changing
renewing
life's circle
from a purported
dead flower
a hundred flowers
will now grow
basking in the sun
providing nectar
for the bees
bouquets for a child's
hand to hold
all this
is hidden from our view
behind a dried
shriveled bloom
a purported dead flower
holds the secret of life
the gift
of black pearls
written by Pauline July, 16, 2007 copyright
11 comments:
How wonderful!
oh goodness! this is lovely.
those are real precios gems!
katie, thank you, hope all is well.
mystic rose, must confess Annelisa has moved me into deeper thoughts.
quilldancer, gems of life :)
This reminds me of Horton Hears a Who.
Oh, I like this. You put even the smallest, most elemental things, so eloquently.
They regenerate and bloom for a couple of days to bring a smile to our face, they delight us all, they give us hope.
goldennib, should I write a book???
jackie, you leave the kindest remarks :)
rauf, thank you for visiting, I don't know how you find the time to visit everyone. Took a virtual tour of the Taj yesterday. :)
I think you most definitely should.
The Magic of Nature
though appearing lifeless and inert
life's secret within they do contan
in the wind, the seeds propagating!
goldennib, thank you but only if it is a children's book, indeed; I think I recognize my limitation :)
quasar, it must be the season/time of year for I am fixated upon the hidden treasures of nature, we most often overlook...
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