they say "a watched pot never boils"..but that's just a misleading statement made to a curious child. It does boil, even if you're watching it. It might be more productive to chop the vegetables and throw in spices along the way, checking up on it naturally as you flow into a cooking routine. A good meal, like anything, takes love and time to be palatable...like what you're describing in this piece.
so anyway, yea..this is a nicely painted diagram of the growth process. It views like a nice watercolor. But it could also be describing the patience and nurturing required for any sort of goal or aspiration..so in that way it's universal [see review where I describe the true essence of simplicity].
To have patience, one must first acquire faith.
You are a merchant of the heart, Emily, who deals in lovely things.
Truly hopeful and greatly reassuring work.
I love the answer that he gave you when you were worried that it would not be able to grow. "Just tell yourself that you're willing...the listener is deep insdie, listening..." We are all planted souls in the ground needing nurishment,warmth,love,patience,and someone who is willing to stick around and support us through the good times and the bad.
. oh, he is wise ... amazingly wise ... and your words are absolutely perfect for bringing his wisdom to life ... with this image ... patience is indeed a virtue and it always pays ... it blossoms in our heart's garden ... beautiful poetry ...
I think I really like! It's always consoling when someone reviews your stuff to go read theirs and realize they really know what they're talking about!
It may be a cliche idea, but I don't think it gets old. This one really seems to be talking about something on the inside of a person to me - I don't know if you meant it that way, but I saw much more than a flower.
This is the kind of poem that I'd actually love to set to music! And I mean art music, in a classical Romantic style.
amazing that with so many "if"s involved, the blooming things come through for us time and time again...just goes to show...if we listened to all the nay-sayers, we'd never achieve anything...no better lesson on life than that of a beautifully persistent flower...
I wonder if he same goes for us too?
I wish...
lovely piece of wisdom...
bet you're not a teenager...lol
to the Lost Boys
I am no Wendy;
but my voice brings you back to me.
And you sit around my feet,
anxious for a story
or a kiss.
Listening to my words
spinning adventures,
like so much g.. more..