S trange for a little town girl. I am not scared. The smell hurts my nose. I can keep climbing. I don’t like it up here! It’s so hot. My eyes burn and I can’t see. Okay, I can duck. Don’t tell them I’m dizzy. “No, you can’t sit down yet!” If she pushes me I’ll fall! Sticky leaves in my face, so hot, I’m so hot! “I want to get down!” Susan does, too. We have to sit on the dirty boards. I can’t breathe! I can’t stand the smell! This is the hottest place in the world! Why am I here?! I can see light.I am moving down the ladder. I hit the ground-hard. Blackness.
Little town girl is a hero. All her town friends have never been in a real tobacco barn.
Morning breaks, dewy sweet,
Fresh breeze cleanses my soul,
Sharpens my senses,
Garden to lane like gracious gifts,
They surprise me with joy.
All the world is new.
Blazing heat, early swelter.
Dank sweetness in damp arable soil.
Aroma surpassing, every intoxicating fragrance.
Last, lingering, luxurious under-tone
The Master Perfumer’s collective emoluments,
Most heavenly, pungent and rare.
Overcoming the senses,
Arousing a longing,
In Blazing Color
Overgrown green, moving downward
By nature, rampant, running tangles.
Bursting forth, by both self and soul
In overlooked whitewashed vessels.
Longevity potted in white.
Perfection in succulent, tenderly bruised.
Tiny s anctity crippled with love.
Fore-telling, awaiting, disclosing, longing-for
The rising, blazing sun
Of a Summer Morning
Texting. It’s the way we communicate now. Most days I get a photo from someone if not two, usually accompanied by a short caption.
This is one of my all time favorites. Look closely and you can tell why.
It is Monday and time to wake up…
Tiny rain-soaked pots and stones
Precious, hidden, glorious.
Flourish yet untended
There’s one who cares for you.
Cherubim and tiny blooms bow down before Him
Gaze ever sun-ward
Summer Morning Song
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Fledgling-deeply, slept-buried and softly hidden
Risen-securely rooted-warmed with evening sun
Hope incarnate-in a Summer Morning garden
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Symbols, seen and unseen
Blazing heat, shade in shadow
Centering, rounding, promising
In a summer morning garden
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Perfection in line, creator’s grand design
Simi Tree upon whose life the sun’s light behind
Closed off all Love once known, reflected darkness
Tomb and stone, Agape wonder toning greens
Symbols yet standing, seen, unseen in
Musings on Blazing Summer Mornings
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