pollen falls like stars
far across the flower fields
knee deep in holy
on fridays we gather,
like 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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It's the little divine words that embrace us all ~ living in the light ~ you are a gift ~ Xo
Wishing you good health, laughter and love in your days,
A ShutterBug Explores,
aka (A Creative Harbor)
Posted by: A ShutterBug Explores | May 13, 2022 at 12:05 PM
It's the little divine words that embrace us all ~ living in the light ~ you are a gift ~ Xo
Wishing you good health, laughter and love in your days,
A ShutterBug Explores,
aka (A Creative Harbor)
Posted by: A ShutterBug Explores | May 13, 2022 at 12:07 PM
I fall to my knees before the world's beauty, and before your haiku celebrating that beauty.
Posted by: Magical Mystical Teacher | May 13, 2022 at 03:22 PM
Those pastel flowers. Such a soft, beautiful art. Did you paint this? I think we all who visit here swim in your light. I leave now, feeling lighter than when I came. xo
Posted by: judie | May 13, 2022 at 03:25 PM
So beautiful Rebecca! Just coming here... is a dusting holy pollen! How I love blooming with you! XOXO
Posted by: Lea | May 13, 2022 at 04:50 PM