Thursday, August 3, 2017

Flowering


“Consider the lilies, how they grow . . .” Luke 12:27.


They don’t need
to find themselves.

They just are.

They receive sun.
They receive rain.

They grow.

And when the smiling sun
turns, split-scorching what’s tender, what’s new,

and the thunderous dark and cursed rain
somehow gives blessing,

I will remember them and bend

and grow,
too.


© 2017 Jennifer Wagner

9 comments:

  1. Beautifully written, warm and delightful to read.

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  2. "Split-scorching what's tender"; oh my.

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  3. A wonderful piece - with an entrancing cadence and lovely message, to boot.

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  4. What a wonderful complement to that verse, I really like it

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  5. The poem offers very good advice--and realization--in a way that is so simple and descriptive--it really works terrifically well. Hard to just be with what is! Thanks. k.

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  6. I forget how gorgeous your work is sometimes and then I visit and am struck all over again--thank you--this one is a gift I think--

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  7. I love this - gentle and wise.

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Thank you for your thoughts!