Just now, under the frozen earth
the seed awakens.
Its heart begins a faint thump, thump,
and its tiny hands tucked in tight
tremble with a life
ready to burst forth in spring.
So do I, kissed by a warming sun
feel the pulse of new energy beat within.
What do I do with this graced love?
Each moment I decide:
Will I be a weed growing goat-head fruit
that pricks the passerby?
Or am I a poppy with its capacity for bliss
and its glowing orange petals
that make even the horned toad smile?
This moment, this now
determines what sprouts
and grows.
I choose the radiant poppy.
OH Lesley,
Magnificent! thank you!
Much love,
T
Thank you, Teddy. It’s great to hear from you!
Again, a reminder to choose. Choose daily. Choose wisely. Choose the higher viewpoint. Choose Shabda. Choose Garji.
Beautifully said, as always, Stephani. I will make that my mantra for today. 🙂
As a horned toad, I’m smiling broadly.
I love the richness of the message, no ambiguity, no difficult metaphors, just simple poppy-truth — bright, radiant and honest.
I understand that the goat-head is innocent in its approach to life, wanting to attach to anything that will give it attention, but such attachment is met with rejection by anyone who has ever stepped on a goat-head with bare feet or repaired a bicycle tire that came in too close contact with one.
Detachment is something souls must learn from very early incarnations, it seems. May the goat-head souls move quickly toward the kind poppy, whose self-healing properties have delighted millions for millennia.
You chose the perfect opposites in your metaphor! 🙂
I appreciate your kindness toward the goat-head, Rudy, and the reflection it holds for all of us. Thank you for your lovely elaboration. So inspiring!
And Glow you do sweetheart!!
As do you, sweet Debra! Thank you!
Sublime and a perfect reminder for all of us.
How are you dear friend? It has been awhile since we communicated.
Sending you Big Love❤️
Kelley
Sending you love too, Kelley. I’m doing great, much like the poppy seed, with all kinds of new possibilities arising. I would love to catch up sometime soon to see how your life is.
I feel touch, heard and in ways I cannot express my deepest self! Thank you
Thank you, Luana, you’re definitely feeling your own loving self.
The glorious imagery, the words, and message so powerfully touched me today as I detach from the inauguration of the world’s illusion today remembering the true president always residing within me governing all the cabinet members at each body with expanding awareness and the invitation to cast my vote for love, again and again. Thank you my friend.
Beautifully said, Helen. I feel a poem coming from you as well, my talented friend.
That is a gorgeous poem, Helen. Keep that one for your files. Thank you for the inspiration!