Tulips

There is something about tulips An innocence; a soft blush of pastels Effortlessly blooming in neat rows or symmetrical clusters Big bobbleheads, held up miraculously By slender but steely necks. I am puzzled by the meaning of these youthful blooms: Everlasting love seems too seasoned a theme For flowers so purely joyful and childlike. TulipsContinue reading “Tulips”

Flowering Plum Tree

Even while the frost still clings to the ground Your tiny pink blossoms emerge by the thousands Covering branches with a cloak of rose-colored petals Bobbing gleefully in the early spring breeze. How I love your fortitude to bloom even as the snow falls Reminding us that the most beautiful masterpieces Emerge from the raw,Continue reading “Flowering Plum Tree”

Forsythia

I needed to see your bright, optimistically yellow flowers To counterbalance the ever-growing darkness in me; I unwittingly attached myself to hope Peering out at your long, graceful branches Swaying merrily in the breeze Competing with the brilliance of the sun. Your presence symbolizes light after a long winter New life after tiptoeing precariously closeContinue reading “Forsythia”

Hyacinths

How striking a contrast That such hopeful bursts of purple rising up from frosted dirt Could symbolize sorrow, Yet it was my heavy heart that saw them first blooming Weakened in spirit and physical strength Wondering if I would see the rest of the garden come to life When life seemed to be leaving me.Continue reading “Hyacinths”

Looking Upward

Today I am frail but undaunted Afraid but not faithless Uncertain but ever hopeful In the face of this great, overwhelming unknown. In our suffering there is resilience Gratitude for each tiny step of progress Relief in the warmth of human spirit Looking upward, always, for traces of light. To live at all, is toContinue reading “Looking Upward”

And I Will Close My Eyes

And I will close my eyes As I walk across this unstable tightrope Well cognizant of the rocky terrain below The inherent risks of my balancing act Teetering precariously on the edge of free falling. I will not peek at the distant ground beneath For I know it will only petrify my wobbly feet AndContinue reading “And I Will Close My Eyes”

Tiptoes and Leaps

Life rarely falls into a steady gait On a linear sidewalk, narrow and straight But is a whimsical series of tiptoes and leaps Along precarious tightropes, down hair-raising steeps Across the fast-flowing rapids of water below Springing onto a jagged line of slippery stones Sometimes in this overwhelming, Olympian feat We overlook those brief momentsContinue reading “Tiptoes and Leaps”