One Single Impression: Flowering


In the silence there is beauty.

Stand beneath the cold, gray sky,

And feel it penetrate your soul

And calm you like nothing else can.

Life is in limbo all around;

Not quite dead, yet not growing either.

Such weariness, waiting for the sun.

Cold winds blow,

Stirring the leaves around my feet.

Snow falls, but doesn’t linger.

Trilliums lay patiently,

Closed and huddled against the earth,

Waiting to bloom.

A single daffodil opens,

The promise of new life.

17 Responses to “One Single Impression: Flowering”

  1. April 27, 2008 at 5:58 am

    I love the photos that pop up of daffodils and flowers like these because I know warm weather is on the way, nice shot.

  2. 2 sisterdear3
    April 27, 2008 at 6:21 am

    Seasonal transition is beautiful itself. Spring teases us, with early arrivals. The anticipation in your words is wonderful! MyBellavia.

  3. April 27, 2008 at 6:31 am

    That wait can become heavy after a while. You capture the waiting and transition beautifully.

  4. April 27, 2008 at 10:01 am

    This is a beautiful poem. I especially like the two lines starting “life is in limbo” and the end. The whole thing expresses the process perfectly. Just lovely.

  5. April 27, 2008 at 11:34 am

    it perfectly captures the feeling of wanting to jump-start spring & the joy it its first glorious sign!

  6. April 27, 2008 at 12:49 pm

    These are the perfect words when waiting for spring.

  7. April 27, 2008 at 4:26 pm

    ..i thought ignorance was bliss till-: ]-appeared in poetry!:)(wish u or somemone else would explain the IT parts!);the poem (and the comments) are enjoyable..thank u..

  8. April 27, 2008 at 6:14 pm

    You captured my excitement of seeing the first blooms waking, signaling winters end.

  9. 9 Cindy Schnell
    April 27, 2008 at 7:20 pm

    Very nice poem.

  10. April 27, 2008 at 7:50 pm

    How were you so eloquently able to express so many things I have felt this weekend? I wanted to look for trillium in the woods but I know it is too early. Snow is coming this week again but I know it will go soon. Will it hold back the new growth? Probably not. But I worry and need to learn patience. The new life is helping to comfort and center me.

  11. April 27, 2008 at 10:49 pm

    Your words so made me feel the promise and the limbo, the appreciation and the wait. Wonderful work.

  12. April 28, 2008 at 10:25 am

    Love the way you portrayed so many of the ‘holding’ feelings.

  13. 13 Sandy
    April 28, 2008 at 3:20 pm

    I agree with the others, you made “the wait” a beautiful thing. Good photography and poem.

  14. April 29, 2008 at 12:59 pm

    I would have loved to have seen the Trillium!

  15. April 29, 2008 at 4:58 pm

    this is so where i am in the northwest of idaho… every step, every thought, every image… you have spoken reveals my heart and garden… beautiful… thank you

  16. April 29, 2008 at 9:04 pm

    Oh yes… I know all about this. Just when we think things are ready to grow… it snows. sigh! love it!

  17. May 4, 2008 at 11:23 am

    Lovely poem and photo … I feel so lucky to live in Southern California where we don’t get ‘snow’
    Hugs and blessings,

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