Dear one, imagine if you could gaze
on flowers, all day, every day,
how their velvety petals,
in periwinkle and scarlet
would ignite the love in you.
Like the cosmos on its spindly stem,
you would dip and sway in the breeze,
exuberantly, unabashedly dancing
to a tune only you,
in your most perennial self, could hear.
You would exist in that honey scent,
that abundant kindness,
and give it to your cat and neighbor,
the butcher and cashier,
to the whole Universe stretching out before you.
We become what we attend,
and you, my love,
would be as brazen as that hollyhock,
as luminous as the sunflower
and as broad as creeping thyme.
Such a life is yours,
with one gaze at the Inner Flower,
Its brightness transporting you
into the great, eternal and boundless
bloom that you are.
So lovely❣️ Thank you Lesley 😇
Thank you, Rebecca. It’s lovely to hear from you!
💖💖 Beautiful!
Thank you, Kate! 😍
You spoke to me in this poem. Thank you!
Thank you, Gloria. I’m happy to hear that.
Perfectly timed expression of where my attention has been placed as I tend to indoor plants, discover impending flowers on my night blooming cereus, and finish starting my rock garden. His guidance is flawless.
That sounds like a wonderful process, Niki. So happy you have those beauties as company!
This poetic metaphor of going inside and viewing the soul self as an inner flower is a beautiful and uplifting way to imagine consciousness in all its delicate glory. Thank you, Lesley💝. Many blessings 🙏🏽.
Thank you, Stephani. It was such a joy when this poem came through. I have spent weeks focusing on flowers so that they seemed to fill my days, and then our Beloved sent this. 😍
Thank you, Lesley. 💛
Thank you for reading, Kate. 🥰
So lovely and timely, Lesley ❤️ As an apartment dweller with no yard I very recently gave a packet of cosmos seeds (received in the mail) to a dear friend who has a garden 🌸
What a great gift to give. Thank you, Jackie!
I would like to frame this poem- thank you once again for your wonderful words 💜
That’s so kind of you, Theresa. Loving thanks!
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Thank you, Marian. 😍
Thank you Lesley your words resonate with me as I stand amongst my Dahlias and feel the Love.
John, I’m so happy for your dahlias. What a delight it must be to live in a climate where plants grow.
The heady scent of lovliness Lesley.
Thank you, Liz. Said like the true poet that you are.
Oh beautiful Lesley,
Your poem is a delightful nudge for one’s creative imagination to invite the Monarch Butterfly to dance from magnificent inner blossom to its glorious expression… all receiving the divine nectar of Bhakti as it lights on the realizaton of its regal origin.
Thank you for inviting us into this powerful contemplative garden! May your inner poppy fields explode with Shabda’s bliss.
Wow, Cynthia, that is a beautiful outflowing of imagery. Thank you!
Beautiful. Expressions of love in every fragrance and every color.
Thank you, Darlyne. And yes, so true, all is love. 💚