further notes from
the forest of kisses
i stand here wondering
(wandering)
about now and the clarity
of a chrysanthemum
grounded and brimming with growth
what it would be like to live so simply
sun water soil
and perhaps wind
to worry about
and those creepy things that eat at you
leaving holes to let the air whistle through
i have no answers
(pondering)
but i am just as fine with that
as the clove scented rose
clinging to a vine no one wants to climb
growing hips (ha!) for fuel and tea
so much stronger than the
colored bits of beauty
you sniff around
thorn and cane build bud and blossom
roots wrap fingers around earth’s core
i stand here
(wondering)
September 14th, 2013 at 10:37 am
love the sound devices here and of course the image/message. thanks for sharing your view. your work is serene, quiet, chockfull of wisdom.
September 14th, 2013 at 12:40 pm
I stand here wondering too. The wind whistling through made me think of a pair of earrings I have that do exactly that.
September 14th, 2013 at 1:15 pm
i dont know that they have less struggles….bugs, drought, flood…but they do find a way, you know…smiles.
September 15th, 2013 at 10:14 am
ah, rose hips and wonder…make for an interesting brew!