Inflorescence

This language is older than our kind

It speaks of truth,

That won’t be learnt by a heart that is blind

In the winter of our youth…

 

No river and lace can stop it

Once it’s revealed…

Surfacing bit with bit

All that was concealed.

 

I wish I knew when I’m ready

For love to bloom for me…

Or maybe it’s a garden there, already

With no windows for anyone to see…

 

But I will never believe

That I am doomed…

Even mites refuse to leave

A heart that has already bloomed…

 

Author's Note

Reviews

[Richard🖌]

The primal voice that only hearts and souls can hear and truly understand, Ana.
When least expected, the call of your own will be heard and answered, and the sweetness will become so overwhelming you'll have to partake a taste, and that will begin love's unfathomably enthralling journey.
There is nothing akin to being in-love, and once having drank of its euphoric wine ~ the addiction becomes immeasurably unshakeable from the core … it is eagerly sought, warmly and hungrily embraced evermore.

Incomparably beautiful and irresistible in word and presentation, this composition virtually dances up and off the page, gifting the reader's heart and soul the warmest of smiles … thank you, Ana! ⁓ Richard

[Ana B.]

Thank you Rascal, you are very kind :)

[Richard🖌]

You betcha!

[ANTO]

The Winter of youth leads to the Spring of adulthood - all is not lost it would seem and hope abounds throughout this poem about the mystery of love.
The thing about love is you don't get to know when its coming only when it has arrived which can be very disheartening.

Mites..? unique !! Bravo !

I love the suggestively playful image - I know... its just me again, isn't it... I'll get my coat... ;p

[Ana B.]

ha ha, well, and an umbrella please ...i think our rain is heading towards your backyard :D Thank you very much ANTO!

[R Smith]

the language of love i think Ana and i'm sure your time will come very soon, to be honest how can anyone resist such a lovely person with such a brilliant mind full of poetical charm, another great work from your ever great collection :)

[Ana B.]

awww.....now i really know the saying words are indeed a treasure, thank you dear Richard!

[sinNsincerity]

I flower still grows after it dies. regrowth and learning that love has no limits...
Great write Ana!

[Ana B.]

Thank you very much Sin!

[B]

Love is the ultimate truth
A heart that loves
Is in truth and is truth

Truth bears it all
Goes the distance and is brave
There is no stopping it

Lovely poem ...... so easy for you to write of love
As you are love in so many ways
your words are just a depiction of that soul

[Ana B.]

I don't know is i knew true love but this is how i envision it....thank you for the lovely words dear Nisreenaa :)

[B]

Sounds as true as love could get

[AaronFreitas]

I loved this write Ana... the words were beautiful! "I wish I knew when I’m ready
For love to bloom for me…" I can definitely relate to these words :)

[Ana B.]

Thank you my sweet friend :)

[Saddam]

But I will never believe
That I am doomed…
Even mites refuse to leave
A heart that has already bloomed…

You rises it beautifully dear. I love this. Beautifully created the aura of love.
Great as always.

[Ana B.]

Thank you very much my dear :)

[Saddam]

Most welcome dear.

[Confuser]

Ana, it's beautiful work; the thought of that mysterious force of love. You're just so very talented. Thank you so much; hope it comes for you soon (w/o the mites). Dale

[Ana B.]

ha ha, thank you sweet Dale, may it rain with those magical arrows of love :)

[Confuser]

Dear Ana, I hope so, and believe it will, so must you.

[Misery]

Dear Ana, you are on a tour de force of inspiration and imagery.
Creativity's flame burns bright in yonder poet's lantern.

[Ana B.]

Dear Kevin, i don't even know how to respond to such beautiful words, thank you very much!

[Misery]

More of your poetic creations are the best response.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

those mites can't get me, i believe in love...and once it has bloomed....it can bloom again.

such positiveness displayed here in these wonderful images.

[Ana B.]

Thank you for your words Jacob.