A symbol for my journey
I perceived, the sunflower
that would be the Me.
Reaching out toward the light,
standing tall, unafraid in plain sight.
But being still, I cannot always be
and so upon a butterfly did I settle
for my tracks and ramble.
I travel where I yearn to go,
leaving trails across pages
about yesterday and of tomorrow,
filling today with words and images.
Remember. Stand tall and bright
like the charming Sunflower,
be spirited like God's butterfly,
to and fro alight and ponder.
(HA - 2010)
Beautiful....
ReplyDeleteBlessings, andrea
I loved this, BM. It really hooked me!
ReplyDeleteBlessings!
Betty xx
Really like this poem.
ReplyDeleteHave always adored sunflowers; they just feel so strong and happy.
I just hope you will not get sun burns.. LOL.. Sorry for that quip. I sometimes cannot stop myself. It is a wonderful poem BM. May you always stand tall and bright.
ReplyDeleteThis is indeed a lovely piece. Bless you dear.
ReplyDeletereally beautiful. Sarah
ReplyDeleteAmen, this is great. Thank you Blessings to you.
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