It was a gorgeous spring afternoon,
the sky; heaven's bed, sprinkled
with angel clouds.
Hummingbirds returning from a winter's
odyssey.
I surveyed the yard, the same garden
as always. Bermuda grass coming up
thru brown death, making its annual
journey thru the fertile soil.
(some odyssey's are measured in inches)
The hedges; manicured neatly, smartly.
The flowers, ah...did I mention the flowers;
Carnations in every vibrant color,
Gladiolas towering,
Roses; royality of the garden, nobility.
Then, there is my favorite; the Stargazers.
Soft tender whiteness sharply held
against the bold red, so fruity and sweetly
aromatic. Just now coming to life
in the aftermath of a swift April shower.
The flowers always come up shy, slowly
carefully when nutured and cared for.
I look out over my garden - transfixed upon the hummingbirds
and think to myself..... as my heart opens slowly.
mestup poems
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/odyssey/
