I am visiting the Imaginary Garden after a very long time. School summer vacation had me travelling to grandparents homes with no laptop and an avalanche of trips and treks and visitors and shopping.
Now back home to the usual grind. I get a little free time when my younger son goes off to kindergarten. I am definitely putting that to good use. If only I could get up from the couch and throw the tv remote down the drain.
Thanks Hannah for the beautiful tulips. I really enjoyed the train of thoughts they triggered.
I couldn't watch the video, the streaming was very slow for my connection. But I got the idea of the gardener and his huge toil.
This poem is written for the Friday challenge at Imaginary Garden with Real Toads.
|Borrowed from Real Toads|
Hannah gave us some images of Tulip fields from Holland. A never ending ocean of vibrant hues.
Fields of Harmony
If I could capture these soothing shades
In my thoughts, my words
As far as the eye can go,
A ribbon of purple, red, yellow
I envy the butterfly, the bee
I wish I could be like the wind
Gently touching each jubilant bloom
Inhaling a bit of a miracle called life
How can I fathom the greatness of the Creator!
So many different shapes
Such a blend of colors
Can a mere mortal ever conjure this up?
How amazing is the earth that breathes!
Can we keep these flowers real?
Let a caterpillar eat its leaves and petals
Let some flowers be flawed
Let not every smidgen be arranged and sold
Let the melody of life flow
A bit of rot and decay
For new blossoms,
New strata of life to open awe filled eyes.