pollen falls like stars
far across the flower fields
knee deep in holy
on fridays we gather-
a wild collection of rogue flowers
sweetening the landscape of each others lives.
always willing to strip off the superfluous,
embrace the brightest essence of expression,
visit each other with a
passion
and lie in wait for the next friday
to bloom all over again.
small words
swimming in the light.
xo
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May all that is holy be our pathway today! How lovely to be here with you, Rebecca, and with everyone. Amen!
Posted by: Magical Mystical Teacher | May 04, 2018 at 04:45 AM
Unless you are in the South. Then, pollen? Omigoodness.
Posted by: Anne | May 04, 2018 at 05:24 AM
I'm glad to be part of the collection of rogue flowers today. Hello, my fellow blossoms!
Posted by: Mark | May 04, 2018 at 06:13 AM
A blessed weekend, Rebecca.
Posted by: Reading Pleasure | May 04, 2018 at 06:31 AM
Such a beautiful haiku! It makes me want to surrender to the glories of nature! Have a wonderful weekend!
Posted by: Cathy Keller | May 04, 2018 at 06:40 AM
Thank you for your sweet words. Yes, such a collection of rogues.
Posted by: judie | May 04, 2018 at 10:07 AM
Oh such gorgeous colors in your photos and delightful words and spiritual words in your haiku!
Happy Weekend to you,
A ShutterBug Explores,
aka (A Creative Harbor)
Posted by: A ShutterBug Explores | May 04, 2018 at 10:13 AM
Dear Rebecca and my haiku circle, I am late to this day, but joining you all in this field of stars... with much love and gratitude, always. XO
Posted by: Lea | May 04, 2018 at 10:40 PM