Kenia's Wednesday Challenge at Real Toads
was to write about the connection of men and nature
and how I connect with the pulsing life around me.
I chose a photograph I took
at Tulsa, Oklahoma's Woodward Park
for my inspiration.
The azaleas wink
with ruffled eyes
flirting with my muse
to write of their grandeur.
Words form to be erased,
insignificant phrases
too dull to express
the blossoms perfection.
How can I describe their majesty
when even the water
ceases its bubbling to act
as their hand mirror?
Their reflection
of red petal blush
and wedding white
shines on its surface.
My winter spirit
rises from its frost
to be renewed
by azalea blossoms.
I cannot write with justice
the glory of your blooming.
I lay down my pen
and bow to your beauty.
©Susie Clevenger 2012
Comments
My winter spirit
rises from its frost
to be renewed
by azalea blossoms.
There is nothing like getting close to nature to heal many of our heart's wounds, is there?
"How can I describe their majesty
when even the water
ceases its bubbling to act
as their hand mirror?"
That is gorgeous!