Living looks like fragility, petalled purity daring to open. Living smells like hope, tenuous aroma wafting on brittle breeze. Living tastes like cherries, sun-ripened, escape-the-frost and bitter-sweet, fruit wrapped around a stubborn pit. Living feels like sun and shadow and windswept chaos, grace and worms and the promise of a cherry pie.
Living
looks like fragility,
petalled purity
daring to open.
Living
smells like hope,
tenuous aroma
wafting on brittle breeze.
Living
tastes like cherries,
sun-ripened,
escape-the-frost
and bitter-sweet,
fruit wrapped
around a stubborn pit.
Living
feels like
sun and shadow
and windswept chaos,
grace and worms
and the promise
of a cherry pie.
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WOW again–this is full and rich. For some reason I like “windswept chaos”, especially. (Maybe because I just lived a week of it–ho hum.)
You, too?? Life is so full, with good and bad and lovely and ugly and everything in between – I am discouraged tonight with worms in my lilies and a risk of frost overnight – great gravy and 9/10ths, does it ALL have to be uphill work? 😦 Ah, well – it takes faith to hold on to the right kinds of things, and accept the bad along with the good. Hard lessons all around…
Oh dear, you sound nearly like me this past week. Worms in lilies–now there’s a symbolic poem in the making. But frost again?? Great gravy is right.
Frost-free so far – but not damage free. My neighbours lost their 23-yr old son in a tragic accident this weekend. our hearts just ache for them…
Oh I am SO sorry–what a terrible tragedy. I’ll be lifting all of you up in prayer, Mel–promise.
You are on a roll, Melody. This was superb! Thank you for feeding me tonight!
Thanks, Deb. I think you’ve fed me more than the other way around! Another young man in our small community was killed last night, and we have spent a day in tears trying to console some broken hearts…
reminds me of the book of Ecclesiastes … while at times it seems meaningless, all is well that ends well! and we know the end … don’t we? … love coming here with my cup of coffee and thoughts toward heaven … blessings, sister!
Thanks Heidi! God bless the coffee plantations! 😀
Brilliant…
Wow – I’ll take it! 😀
ah yes, love this…especially the promise of a cherry pie! Thanks for continuing to wax strong in your writing!
Thanks Glenda!
Grace and worms and the promise of a cherry pie 🙂 And sometimes the pie comes with the worm and the pit, if one is a careless cook but they only add to the flavour! Actually when one makes a cherry clafouti, the recipes always call for cherries with their pits still in because that is apparently the best way to get the full flavour of the cherry. The good with the bad, eh!
Absolutely! I should get that recipe – my cherries are notoriously hard to pit. And the way they are blooming out there, I have a lot of future pits to deal with! Yay!
The only problem is that one has to balance the taste of the pits against the possible cost of a broken tooth!
🙂 And the dentist bill! OUCH! ;(
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