Did you forget me # 2
Monday, March 25, 2024
Sunday, March 24, 2024
Saturday, March 23, 2024
Friday, March 22, 2024
Thursday, March 21, 2024
Calla Lily framed
Sanctum of Color
Within this bloom, a quiet temple grows,
Where
hues like prayers ascend on silent breath—
A cobalt psalm, a
blush in saffron throes,
Each petal shaped by time, desire, and
death.
The lilies lean like sentinels of dusk,
Their stems entwined
in green cathedral light—
A hush of violet, incense rich as
musk,
Burnt umber fading into solemn night.
No voice is raised; the silence sings instead—
A hymn of
flame, of dusk, of tender bloom,
Their grace not spoken but
divinely spread
Across the frame—a votive at its tomb.
So let them stand, where reverence takes root,
And beauty
dwells in luminous pursuit.
Wednesday, March 20, 2024
Tuesday, March 19, 2024
Monday, March 18, 2024
Saturday, March 16, 2024
We were Irises in previous life
Where petals play
The morning
drapes its shawl of golden haze,
And petals wake to hum the tune
of spring.
They tilt and twirl beneath the sun’s warm
gaze,
Like dancers poised on air’s soft murmuring.
No sorrow
stirs within their violet hue,
No storm resides in yellow’s
quiet gleam.
They bloom as though the world begins anew,
Each
curve and fold a piece of gentle dream.
The shapes
behind—a patchwork calm and bright—
Show
how the world finds grace in quiet lines.
When bloom
and pattern softly reunite,
The heart leans in, and harmony
aligns.
So let them
bloom, these whispers in the breeze,
A lyric formed from lines
and fleur-de-lys.
Friday, March 15, 2024
Thursday, March 14, 2024
Wednesday, March 13, 2024
Tuesday, March 12, 2024
Monday, March 11, 2024
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)