Come Blossom Come Fruit

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You Can Imagine How Happy I Was

You can imagine

how happy I was

to find you blooming here

because

your roots are crowded

and so is your crown

and blooming now

in this little town,

is a long, long way

from your favoured place

with rainforests, heat and no frost at all

but here you are growing tall…….

Your tones of yellow are creamy and golden

and the honeyeaters love you

like I do,

so every year I welcome you,

if only one flower comes to bloom

in my meditation corner, of the garden room.

And whatever your message to me today

I will listen now, to what you say……..

Go forward, not back,

no need

to venture yet along that track.

Keep writing, keep typing

and blogging new posts

and focus on ones

you value the most……

I will probably agree,

that ‘Fully Faithfully”,

needs more momentum

with this content to grow

as a Blogspot that many will visit,

and show

there’s an interest

in writing the thoughts of some plants,

or hoping you’ll come

to further enhance

the acceptance of nature spirits,

as this,

is for only a few,

but we know you value all that we do……

So Bee is it time?

to let this just sit?

You post to blogs:

Come Blossom Come Fruit

and Pink Love Shining,

each day or two,

so we will bring

new messages to you.

(Written on October 14, 2013 with Native Frangipani flowers: Hymenosporum flavum)

Gift from the Honeysuckle

This flower offers scent to you

When Comes Our Time

Oh look at you first Jasmine bloom

Oh joy your fragrance fills my room,

as blue skies are bright outside

and nothing dead

ever dies…….

Well you may say

that’s just not true

but if you do

then all I say

is, that I am thinking

another way.

Even if my garden plant

looked as dead as dead plants do,

there would be life

somewhere in nature

composting roots, or picnicking

on the tune the old plant sings….

I indeed was very sad

burying my hound in her grave,

wrapped up sweet

with tucked in feet.

I wept to think of cold, cold nights

and when the rain fell on the mulch

I wished she was still alive

and knowing she

was on, the other side

I let her go

as a friend did say

“Happy the dead the rain, rains on”,

and I felt better, becoming strong.

You see, we have our time

and we share our life

and maybe sooner, maybe not,

maybe later, maybe not

there may come our time to leave this plane

and travel on to ‘we know not what’

but let’s believe it’s a picnic spot,

a beautiful place to rest a while

and remember our loves

and send them smiles….

So did Jasmine tell you this today?

or was that red leaf having a say

as you pottered around amongst the flowers

talking to beetles and ‘ducking’ the showers.

Well the red leaf looked very bedraggled

and not a perfect specimen,

but you picked it up

and then you knew

it had a message,

a message for you.

So little Eucalyptus leaf

you’ve been blown here from far, far away

and what I hear you now say

is, “whatever the life,

whatever you do

the only way to know yourself

is be grateful for all the lessons you learn

and remember dear soul

when it is your turn,

there is no place to ever fear

as love permeates into every sphere

and never is a soul alone

always a welcome, coming home”.

(Written on September 26, 2013 with a spray of pink Jasmine and also a very chomped or partly mulched, red, narrow eucalyptus leaf)

Hoping to Save A Potted Plant?

Ladybird Came to Help

Today I bought you home

with me,

when I saw you

at the hardware store

and all I thought

was let’s give you more –

better soil,

in a larger pot,

praise to say

‘you have lovely genes’,

and I will take care

of you

so your strength

will return it’s true?

As I put you in the sunshine

soldier beetles climbed your leaves

and I chased them of,

then to my delight

a ladybird came along

and started eating

the pests under your leaves

and that’s a sign

the healing helpers are here

and we will transform you

before New Year.

Now there are two ladybirds on your flowers

and if they stay for hours and hours

goodness will begin to be restored

and you will be,

Poppy’s tree.

(Written on September 1, 2013 with a very diseased Vibernum Tinus 'Lucidum')

Fairy Bells Ring

You write your verses

as the flowers call

and there are some you write

to share with all.

You’ll know which ones,

you’ll wait for more

but ripples ripple

and bells do ring

and the time is now

for all hearts to sing.

Express yourself and freely move,

let clarity and focus come

and share the work you have begun.

What you have

and what comes to you

is wonderful, beautiful

and special it’s true.

So we would like you to

ring more bells, and carry through

release more verses,

be free to fly

and ‘listen to flowers’ as you walk by.

Keep believing

you’ll be ‘receiving’

all you ever need and more

love and joy will fill your well

and in ‘keeping open’

your time will tell,

your heart will fill with rainbow light

and healing happens every night.

Keep the faith, the trust,

the empathy

and you’ll be singing happily.

(Written with Kolkwitzia amabilis, (Chinese Beauty Bush), displaying spicily fragrant masses of pale pink trumpet flowers)

Cherishing your beauty

As I look at you

I know

I believe you are

here to grow,

and as is true of natural things,

there is a depth

your beauty brings.

There is richness in the view

I enjoy immensely

when I look at you.

A story there

in your beautiful colour

the iridescent of your red,

your golden heart

so visible to

all of us

who look at you.

And all those years

you stayed in place

when the common Elm tree

took your space,

your light, moisture and sunshine

and yet you are

just so divine.

Years and years of staying there

and then they made a parking lot,

the Elm tree went,

the ‘big rains’ came

and your Deva is dancing again.

What I see

when I look at you

is how ‘surrender’  guides us through

some big challenges along the way

and yet, in the mist today

now here you are,

my cherished, Camellia.

(Written on August 11, 2013 in the misty morning with a single red Camellia)

Earth to Sky

I like being a dandelion

I like to see your wishes flying.

I am filled with seeds born to glide

and bonded together

then off they fly as light as feathers.

And so today, I am here to say

he didn’t know any other way……..

Deep within

he loved you dearly

and tried to show his love

but never clearly.

And then he was gone

when it all looked like turning,

the bonding was there

and the wall with the writing,

but a massive collapse

was indeed very frightening.

So over there on the other side

he knows

his life was a roller-coaster ride,

and to his loved ones, young and old

his life has passed

his story told.

But to you dear soul

he wants to say

“You can change it. Go another way.

Guide the ones who live in fear,

show a way, and make it clear”

There comes a time in all our lives

when we take the strides,

we set the pace

and blessings come

and they replace

all the pain that ever was

so freedom lets us be

as seeds lifted in the breeze

floating along with destiny.

So bloom within

and upwards go,

smaller to taller

and make a good show,

then go with the wind

as four directions blow

leave the past

and be free at last.

Earth to earth, earth to sky

what a dream flying high.

(Written  with a dandelion fruiting head of pappus. O’clock what is the time? Taraxacum officinale Asteraceae)

Well hello dear flower

Well hello dear flower

my joy is true

to see your first bloom

blossoming true.

The sweet fragrance

draws me closer

and I love to know

there’s more to come

to lighten my garden

and brighten me

you are for sure

a joy to see.

So on this mild clear autumn day

I wonder what next

you have to say……

as I sit outdoors

with my lovely old friend

enjoying the sunshine

and happy to spend

ten minutes or so

listening to birds

and I even thought

I heard

a ladybird come closer to me

and say “you know,

yes you see,

that all of nature

has ways to be

to follow in the code of cells

and no-one says,

and no-one tells

it’s just a pattern truly born

and guidance leads

the daily plan,

we do,

what you know is true,

and never wonder

what tomorrow brings

we eat the thrips

or flutter our wings

and on we go

flower to flower,

or plant, or mulch

or whatever’s next.”

Just keep on going

you’ll know where,

the answer comes

minute to minute

so faithfully be in your life

with joy and song

yes, every being does belong.