DAFFODILS Gail Onion Each spring daffodils like a secret happiness Are everywhere again as if they did not care That the world is so messed up Or are depressed by the tragedies of last year We admonish the bright inquisitive faces. Don’t you realize you are arriving in a drought Global warming, even extinctions. The next day even more daffodils crowd The edges of fences, careen across a field. They seem to lack a sense of trepidation Or have self-esteem issues or are intimidated By changes in weather or a hostile environment. They are the loyal canines of the plant world Assured that everyone is glad to see them, Like your dog in whose eyes you know You are loved more than you believe Anyone could. We have to admit we have longed To look into the eyes of flowers To ask how they do it So free to share with equanimity Their finite beauty Without hesitation No questions asked, no disturbing borders. I am your flower they say You are my flower they say We are here for you. Springtime may just be Humanity’s other best friend. (poem's original source unknown)
(My thanks to Gail Onion, via Heart Poems.)
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I too have marveled at the resilience of life, especially the plant world. The Dandelion that grows in the tightest of cracks, the vine that takes over the ruin in old villages, give the desert a bit of water and it blooms. Just wonder-full!
Love this & shared x