No Scripture is exhausted by a single explanation. The flowers of God’s garden bloom not only double, but sevenfold; they are continually pouring forth fresh fragrance. — Charles Spurgeon Fragrance held within these gentle folds that I hold, cool and silken petals hidden within my enclosed palm; but such beauty is better unfurled in aContinue reading “Layers”
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Detached
“Flowers are the music of the ground. From earth’s lips spoken without sound.” — Edwin Curran I snipped green stems in angled lines, renewing the vein, a cut required for water, a temporary reprieve before the completion of certain decay. I photographed these charming blooms, profuse with color and releasing the heady aroma of florals,Continue reading “Detached”
Before Blooming
Before the bloom there must be gentle care, a tending to ensure the heart imbibes nutrients for strength and growth. There must be life-giving light, the rays from sun to filter through and provide what is necessary to thrive. The roots need room to push through and find home deep within the soil, far enoughContinue reading “Before Blooming”
The Root
“Then Christ will make His home in your hearts as you trust Him. Your roots will grow down into God’s love and keep you strong.” — Ephesians 3:17, NLT The root fixes itself into the soil, imbibes the rich humus, impressing itself further, deeper, establishing a home, a tap line and other finer branches, veinsContinue reading “The Root”
Butterflies
“Happiness is a butterfly, which when pursued is always just beyond your grasp, but which, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you.” — Nathaniel Hawthorne These little creatures intrigue me, so delicate but also mighty, wings beating against wind so quickly. They dance when they encounter another one of their species, circling, Continue reading “Butterflies”
Wounded
Quick now, here, now, always — A condition of complete simplicity (Costing not less than everything) And all shall be well and All manner of thing shall be well When the tongues of flames are in-folded Into the crowned knot of fire And the fire and the rose are one. — T.S. Eliot, Little GiddingContinue reading “Wounded”
Unfurling
“Deep in their roots, all flowers keep the light.” — Theodore Roenthke I see this blossom each morning unfurling to find the light, reaching out to touch a ray of sun, warmth necessary for life; its roots stretch down into moistened earth as morning brings on the day’s thirst. I complete that same searchContinue reading “Unfurling”
Urban Meadow
“Many eyes go through the meadow, but few see the flowers in it.” — Ralph Waldo Emerson I see you near my elbow; I recognize that drop waist and slow and steady flight intent on finding some puff of pollen, a trace of nectar, and I dare edge near enough to snap your picture asContinue reading “Urban Meadow”
