after many gray days
the sun itself
is a flower
and a flower
is a mirror
to the sun
The Bloom Of Light
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
after many gray days
the sun itself
is a flower
and a flower
is a mirror
to the sun
Beautiful Catherine. Am so
glad you, among the flowers,
are experiencing sunlight again.
❤️☀️❤️🌸🌈
Beautiful poem and photos. I love your reverse of the words and their echo in meaning. Well done, Catherine!
Thank you so very much Suzette. Happy weekend!
You are welcome. Same to you.
ooh, lovely garden space and stone wall… is that Geum ‘Mai Tai?’
Eliza – yes it is you sharp eyed botanist!
🙂