woman of the earth
if i could paint my mothershe'd be a humble queen of her flowers
an english vine stretching, winding
around her visitors like warm embrace
aromatic beauty
dirt on her nose watering can in hand
she'd stand for hours pruning roses turning soil
woman of the earth
soft silk soil smooth soothing to the sole
i'd paint it large
canvas plastered from one end of the room to the other
still -- illequipped to capture her
garden love affair.
carnation in hand
smiling she's pullng me close the paint is smudging and suddenly
i'm in the picture
digging dirt with my mom
canvassing the art of bonding
(praying no one notices the abandoned brushes and dirty footprints)
posted by kanadians in korea @ 7:20 AM
3 Comments:
this was beautiful.
May in some small way I point the way to the God of creation who created me to be in His image - a lover of beauty; It never ceases to amaze me just how many types of flowers & plants etc. that God's creativeness designed. I wonder what Heaven will be like? Thanks Emily, Can't wait for spring! May we all be on the look out for God each day in His small miracles.
That's the woman I married! She deserves such tributes, and more. 'Tis truly a privilege to 'husband' this English vine.
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