Flowers in the rain
Petals open to sustainLife that is and is to be
Crouched in hidden expectancyBees by colors in delight,
Arrested, nay, beguiled, alight.To sip and gather on furry feet
Nectar and pollen of life so sweet.Flower to flower in drunken run
Dance the mystery now begun.by Joann Nelander
* “A hapless male bee, blind drunk with the flower’s overpowering pheromones, might well mistake a toadstool for a suitable mate” a tidbit from Wikipedia
Into Stillness
All will be well and all will be well
Into Stillness 
Wonderful! Such a lovely way to talk about such a seemingly insignificant thing. Ah, the beauty of creation…
Evan
Thank you Evan. Thanks, too, for the visit. Ah, the beauty of the web.
Beautiful poem. Love the header image too! Thanks for coming by my blog!
Thank you very much. I’m glad I found your blog and will be back for your stories. God works wonders and transforms our suffering when we let Him into it. But then you already know that. Many blessings!
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