Friday, September 12, 2008

Faerie Tale Friday


"Come away oh human child
To the waters and the wild
For the world's more full of weeping
Than you can understand."
from Stolen Child by W. B. Yeats
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When tearful moments threaten to cloud the joy in my life
I feel myself called to the gardens.
In Eden, God walked and communed with Adam and Eve.
I, too, find my Lord in the glade of beauty I call home.
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Of late I have felt a flagging of hope.
Alexander Pope assures me in Essay on Man that
"Hope springs eternal in the human breast."
I grasp that thought and venture out among my gardens
to seek hope.
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I walk . . . I talk . . . God listens.
I continue to walk, but cease talking . . .
God shows me hope springing forth all around me.
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By definition a garden contains life.
As a metaphor it enriches life with hope:
Dreams of things yet unseen
. . . merely hoped for.


Four stages of hope in this single "ballerina" spray.
From bud to full bloom,
Four separate stages of life
In a single dancing frond.


Hope in glory



Fresh growth, ruby red and strong as it reaches heavenward.

The very first buds of this azalea,
Planted several years ago,
Choose to appear at summer's last dance
Rather than at the full springtime gala
She received instinctual invite to.

Yet another late bloom . . .

The sweet australian violet shyly lingers like a whisper.


The ruby fruits of crabapple,
Like darling buds of September,
Doth hang in plain view,
Enticing birds to nibble
While they may.


My walk becomes a dance,
The dance of a child.
The waning days of summer bid me not tarry,
But gather full well my hopeful heart
For to blow soap-bubble wishes,
Spin gossamer dreams.


For tomorrow holds precious promises . . .
Simply
Glorious

If one dares hope . . .
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PhotoStory Friday
Hosted by Cecily and MamaGeek

24 comments:

Britt-Arnhild said...

A beautiful garden walk Debbie.

I got an unexpected day at home today, and as our Indian summer keeps on I am enjoying it out in the garden, among my late roses.

Pure, sweet balsamic for my soul.

Laura ~Peach~ said...

I love your garden but I have been swept away by the frog prince! HUGS Laura

Elizabeth said...

You are an amazing woman- I am so glad that you and I have become friends in this blogger world, I am blessed by you!

MamaGeek said...

The words and photos are so powerful and passionate!

CONNIE said...

The beauty of your garden always mesmerized me... thanks for sharing.

Have a lovely weekend, Deb!

Cecily R said...

Amazing photos and beautiful words. Makes me want to find a garden right now (our back yard has a few butterfly bushes but nothing like your pictures...) for some pick me up therapy!

Tiaras & Tantrums said...

G-O-R-G-E-O-U-S!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

sukipoet said...

Thank you for this garden stroll and puff I blow a bubble or two your way too.

JeannieTheDreamer said...

HI! Isn't it wonderful how our gardens can comfort us and give us hope?

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Betzie said...

Hi Debbie!
Thanks for visiting me today!
Your words are so heartfelt and beautiful. You have to be a poet or an author...
Love your pics especially the frog...
Divine garden, divine words...divine spirit!

Kathy said...

Ah, so lovely, peaceful, refreshing..... thank you friend.

Jeanne said...

Debbie, thank you for your visit today. Your tie dye story made me smile. What a terrific big sister.

Your post is poetry in motion. Love your beautiful pics of your flowers as well. The last lonely little flower is so sweet.

Hugs...Jeanne

noble pig said...

Beautiful poetry and that frog prince is just adorable.

Chris said...

That was beautifully written. And I love that last shot.

Sharon said...

Simply gorgeous!Love~Sharon

FancyHorse said...

What a nice visit to your garden ~ it reminded me of the hymn "In the Garden". Do you know that one? It starts out "I walk in the garden alone, while the dew is still on the roses."

Thanks for your visit and comments to my latest post. I added two more picures if you'd like to come back and see them.

Mamarazzi said...

so beautiful. i feel like i was on the walk with you...truly, these are all such amazing pictures!

i am late getting out to see all of the Photo Friday Stories...better late than never, i would have hated to miss this!

Have a great weekend,
Mamarazzi

imbeingheldhostage said...

I feel like I just took a lovely walk through the garden with you. Your phhotos are wonderful! I want that frog prince. I don't suppose he travels? ;-)

Peter said...

Debbie,
your posts are amazing! I love this garden walk. Gardens are indeed very therapeutic and calming, and there are days when I just love to go through some gardens and take a moment to reflect. However, now that the temperatures have taken a downward turn I don't think I'll be doing it very often!

Lovely photos and a great post - thankyou for sharing!
Peter

Karen Deborah said...

awhh sigh, *smooch* hug,, stop, sniff, gaze, linger, peek, meander through the surprises, and be with you.
Tea?

CIELO said...

To enter a garden is to enter green mountains of hope where dark is unknown....

Love you

cielo

CIELO said...

To enter a garden is to enter green mountains of hope where dark is unknown....

Love you

cielo

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