I was there somewhere.
Underneath all those thoughts
valid, invalid and influenced.
Inspired by the Mother
Underneath all that dormancy
sprouting, pushing and growing.
Into what was planted
What was waiting
Underneath it all.
Blooming. yes blooming.
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down to the roots, up to the bloom. :)
ReplyDeleteSuch a lovely photo :) I appreciate spring more every year!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful - the poem and the photo! What type of bloom is that?
ReplyDeleteit is a hydrangea, the first bloom on all of my hydrangea bushes, one of my favorite flowers.
DeleteI can relate, animal medicine is so magical, and beautiful, always shows up on time, especially when we open ourselves to see its magic, and message.
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