An experience that garnered fulfillment from one of my absolute favorite poets –
I GREW a rose once more to please mine eyes.
All things to aid it — dew, sun, wind, fair skies —
Were kindly; and to shield it from despoil,
I fenced it safely in with grateful toil.
No other hand than mine shall pluck this flower, said I,
And I was jealous of the bee that hovered nigh.
It grew for days; I stood hour after hour
To watch the slow unfolding of the flower,
And then I did not leave its side at all,
Lest some mischance my flower should befall.
At last, oh joy! the central petals burst apart.
It blossomed — but, alas! a worm was at its heart!
~Paul Laurence Dunbar
What gives you fulfillment?
It’s a chilly and very rainy day here in North Carolina – you know the kind perfectly made for tea, a blanket, a movie and a bowl of soup. As the first lightning illuminated the dark afternoon sky and thunder rumbled the area just before a seemingly torrential downpour, I was reminded of Maya Angelou’s This Winter Day.
This Winter Day
The kitchen is its readiness
white green and orange things
leak their blood selves in the soup.
Ritual sacrifice that snaps
an odor at my nose and starts
my tongue to march
slipping in the liquid of its drip.
The day, silver striped
in rain, is balked against
my window and the soup.
How are you enjoying your day after Christmas?
Delicate: Delicate are the minds of the young.
Since it takes a village, it is our equal responsibility to ensure we expose them all to positive and uplifting
images and experiences.
(At the zoo with my Godsister enjoying the giraffes.)
What do you consider delicate? Are you participating in the weekly photo challenge?
Changing Seasons: Because it’s time to plan another ski trip!
What most excites you about winter? Are you participating in the Weekly Photo Challenge?