Summer Lilies
Summers lilies of pumpkin gold
waving softly in the wind
The black seeds perched
precariously at the center of every leaf.
I wonder-which wisp of wind
will scatter seeds and where will they land?
Will they hang on drying slowly
until fall finally wilts the plant?
The fuzzy stamens, tempting new life-
why do the seeds form down the branch,
when the stamens and ovulates
rest within the velvety soft flower?
Each tiny gift nature has given
develops its own ways,
keeps its mystical secrets,
reminds us that every living thing.
is special, unique, magical.
Look at a daisy, a lily, a daffodil,
every one with its own way to reproduce,
Life itself holds infinite recipes.
Every flower shares it beauty,
to observe and enjoy is a gift
free and simple, there for the taking.
The finest things in life ARE free!
Eric Tonningsen said,
July 20, 2014 @ 1:18 am
Indeed, free and often under appreciated, beebee. This is a lovely tribute.
beebeesworld said,
July 22, 2014 @ 10:55 pm
How thoughtful-glad you enjoyed it. beebeesworld
bearspawprint said,
July 20, 2014 @ 3:22 am
Lovely
Lucid Gypsy said,
July 20, 2014 @ 6:45 am
Lovely Beebee!
Sandra Bennett said,
July 21, 2014 @ 2:42 pm
You open my mind to things I never thought of before. Thanks.
lexiesnana said,
July 22, 2014 @ 12:40 am
So pretty!
texture fabrik said,
July 27, 2014 @ 9:56 am
Thank you for the follow back Beebee! Wish you well.
IdealisticRebel said,
August 2, 2014 @ 7:20 am
Reblogged this on idealisticrebel and commented:
Beautiful and full of spirit. Hugs, Barbara