The Star Inside

mallow star


She cradles her weakness deep,

tenderly touching places

that crisply curl past their prime;

she treasures bent blooms, broken

foliage. When petals lose

their sheen, her soul stirs, shouting

joy in exuberant notes,

song of the ancients who learned

secrets from secret sorrows.

To such spirits as hers, pain

is welcomed as Mentor, friend

whose sage presence sears blossoms

but harvests seeds. Thankful

heart, this, whose troubles have stripped

away the peripheral,

baubles which blocked her brilliance,

kept her from being a star.



17 comments on “The Star Inside

  1. RoSy says:

    LOVE the image. It’s somewhat hypnotizing. I can’t stop staring into it!

  2. Heidi Viars says:

    I had to take a second look … ooohhhh … so pretty …. I think I am getting sleepy, too πŸ™‚

  3. Very lovely. Beautiful image!

  4. russtowne says:

    It is indeed a beautiful photo, yet in my judgment it is completely eclipsed by the magnificence of this piece from truly masterful poet. I am in awe of your talent, Melody.

  5. So much wisdom–truly there are secrets to be learned within secret sorrows, if we have courage, and ears to hear and eyes to see. Gorgeous photo and I’m sleepy too, but it’s for another reason–if you have time, read my “Praying for Tyler”.

  6. Gallivanta says:

    Oh, you are clever to see the star within. ‘Glory Eyes’ again.

  7. yes, that inner eye that sees beyond the varnish is one thousand more powerful than 20/20.

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