If I could only see myself
the way I see my garden…
In its fledgling flax
and parched penstemon
I see graceful limbs
and bold blossoms
opening to the desert sun.
In the microscopic thyme
that barely survived the winter,
I see a brave heart.
Kneeling to it, I say,
“I thought you were dead,
but here you are!”
By mid-summer its flavor will
brighten soups and stir-fries.
Each morning I visit
the marjoram, oregano and sage.
I touch a new lavender bud,
smell its pungent scent on my fingers.
I value these
beyond their outer appearance,
for the way they impart flavor
just by being who they are.
The pink cosmos blossoms
scream joy to the sky.
When one wilts,
its petals scattered
across the bark mulch,
another opens undaunted
to take its place.
And the lilac…
Its blooms sweeten the garden in spring
and never return the whole summer,
but still, its tangled green
dances in the breeze,
no elaborate show necessary.
These friends are but children
in the vast churning of life,
budding luminaries
disguised as little plants.
Really, they are larger
than the whole universe,
stronger than a mighty oak,
more enduring than the sun that feeds them,
for they are soul,
just like
I am.
Oh so beautiful Lesley, a reminder, a lovely metaphor, of who we are also.
Big Love,
Teddy
Thank you, Teddy. Yes, we are so fortunate to have these reminders all around us, when we’re willing to listen.
So touched by your inspiring words this morning as I reflect upon their beauty and the beauty of the concepts they represent. Many thanks for these treasured gifts that always seem to come at just the right time. Much love to you.
Thank you, Stephani, for your kind comment, and the reminder that we receive all that we need at exactly the right time.
How could I be so lucky? To have such a pearl dropped into my inbox this morning, to share its vision, its vast perspective of all souls, each larger than the cosmos…how could I be so fortunate?!
Rudy, my gardener friend, your good fortune is due to your beautiful devotion that all can see. Thank you!
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Lesley,
Beautiful imagery and such perception and depth. I love this one1??
love you,
What a healing gift this morning after a second removal yesterday of another squamous cell cancer under my eye, on my face. A lover of the outdoor, alwys soaking up the sun, has reminders. This exquisite poem in only your style brought a gush of tears as I winessed both the outer & deeper message to soul. You are a precious gift, Leslie.I love you dearlt. ?
Thank you Lesley, such a beautiful reminder to appreciate the beauty of soul in all things, and the sheer awesomeness of our destiny as souls. Thank you!