You think you lack love,
or money,
your coffee is cold. Something is
wrong, there is suffering,
discontent.
And the river
rushes downhill, leaf
buds burst green explosions, the
light came this morning, sure as ever,
and the dark is
on its way.
Children run, clouds gather and
disperse, and the wobbling, lovely world
pours rain and shines sunlight
on you.
Holds you fast
to its surface, cradles you
without plan or thought –
Look.
It is enough.
Look.
–
–
–
***
Photos taken at the Kruckeberg Botanical Garden in Seattle.
bluebrightly 
Nice poem 🙂
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Thank you very much – glad you enjoyed it.
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Oooh… you’ve got Trilliums. I’ve been searching for some here. So far, no luck. Love the poem!
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But those aren’t wild – I doubt the wild ones are out yet – soon though!
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I’ve looked Lynne … and found light in your images and your words . * wobbling lovely world … perfect
The Botanical Gardens are a great source of inspiration for you 🙂
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Thank you Poppy – it does wobble, doesn’t it? Literally and figuratively.
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I love your words Lynn! Look and we see.. Smashing photos too! 🙂
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Thank you – I’m sure you’ve posted some spectacular Iceland photos in the last few days – I will get there soon. When I can take the time to really look! 😉
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Your beautiful poem and images are a warm breeze for my winter-weary soul. Thank you,Lynne, for sharing your gifts!
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Sweet! Too, too much winter where you are! Enough!
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This is so gentle and beautiful!
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Hanne, I’m glad you said so – it’s always good to get feedback.
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Ahhh, what a lovely way to start my week, Lynn. It is truly enough! Thank you.
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Terrific then – good timing! Thanks, Cathy!
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Loved the poem! Linda
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🙂
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The words and the images complement each other beautifully. I particularly like the last photo.
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My favorite too – that fern is not native as far a I know – I wonder what it is – it has a special sheen to it that makes it really look great in photos. I remember taking a photo of the same fern and bench three years ago. They sit well together!
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I’ve seen that fern over here too but, sorry, can’t help with the identification!
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Well written…I felt that rollercoaster of emotions this morning as I tackled my Monday and came out to the sunny rain-washed morning in full glory here in the valley. It was so inspiring to see, that the world pressed it’s cheer right into me. Happy Monday!
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Oh I bet it was gorgeous with Mt Si and its lovely cloud attendants! Thanks for your words Sheri!
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Spoiler alert…I will probably post Mt Si with the last little puffs from this evening on tomorrow’s post. Wish I could’ve captured it in the morning…but sometimes I have to work instead of rapture in art. 🙂
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These photos and your words are gorgeous, Lynn. You are THE ultimate poet-photographer. 🙂
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such true words! Lovely
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Oh, Lynn–it is indeed enough.
It is indeed….dare I use the “P” word?
Yes! It is so very Photo-Poetic……and perfect!
😉
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Love this one, Lynn! ❤ Beautiful words to great images.
Wishing you a great new week, Dina x
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“…and the wobbling, lovely world
pours rain and shines sunlight
on you.”
Oh… this line…
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Beautiful words and images!
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I really loved this.
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Simply beautiful!
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