Reflections Unfurled
by rebeccaMpells
I’m drawn to return to the place of my birth –
where I took my first guttural breath and found myself at last.
Dust settling in layers upon it’s first blush,
the fresh young shoots crushed, lay stunted by neglect,
devoid of the nutrient which first gave life.
I thought I’d found my Garden of Eden –
but arriving too soon, the ground unprepared and ploughed with furrows past.
Extremes of withholding drought and gushing flood,
the pendulum struck it’s final blow.
The way closed for now at least, I grow my own path
Beneath the dust an inner harvest toils
strengthening, strengthening, nourished by a place beyond thoughts,
a lixor of passion, reciprocal, replenishing.
Verdure anew with each season past.
A gentle breeze as particles stir, at first one spec then two, three.
Hurry not, slowly to unfurl the green shoots once more,
carefully, tenderly as a butterfly cupped.
“slowly to unfurl the green shoots once more”—–always beckoned forward! Beautiful poetry!
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Yes, always beckoned forward as we cannot go back. Thank you Johann.
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Beautiful work here ~
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Thank you so much Mary!
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Very, very beautiful!
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Thank you for your lovely comment – I’m glad you found it so.
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Lots of movement sensed here…peaceful and accepting.
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Thank you Kitty. We must keep moving otherwise stagnation sets in and that is sure death for creative inspiration!
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This is so beautiful, poetry at its best. Growth, acceptance, anticipation. Enjoyed reading it several times. And very timely as I will be heading to the place of my birth, literally, next week.
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Thank you so much Tiny. It’s interesting that so often our sense of arrival has little to do with – and is far from – our geographical place of birth. I hope you have a wonderful trip to yours.
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Thank you Rebecca.
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“ploughed with furrows past”
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Ploughing a new one Bruce – with a deck of cards to hand! 🙂
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Very moving and beautiful Rebecca .
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Thank you 🙂
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I enjoy your poem, very much Rebecca. Yet I think I should give a wide smile, regardless the anticipation and the emotions I found in your poem. 😀
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A wide smile is much appreciated! 🙂
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Always a pleasure 🙂
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