The sun each early morning seems to highlight the flowers with extra meaning, the tenderness emitting such soft-spoken beauty that celestially enwraps my soul and whispers finally, "Welcome home," and I've never known this feeling, never seen in the interaction between the petals and beams realized dreams on the brink until there was you.
Sunflowers in the sand baffle my preconceived notions, such a traditional earthy flower sprouting alongside the ocean. It draws me in, such an unexpected sight, yellow-bursting heads, mini-suns against the muted, so bold and bright. So many thoughts beyond the beauty begin to orbit in my mind. I am reminded of childhood, … Continue reading Sunflowers in the Sand
Just another bud on the brink of opening, nurtured by the light, raindrops still clinging, petals absorbing, gathering courage, blushed but bursting at seams to emerge, no longer able to stay cocooned, into full potential, yearning to bloom. Each day with you, another bud of me follows suit, springs eternally. Poem … Continue reading Another Bud
Bloom with me, my darling. This gentle embracing fills me with such resolution. Together, we can weather any storm; nothing clouds my view of doable solutions. Bloom with me, my darling. Let our dreams merge with our petals meshing as one. Together, we fuel each other, and I fully believe we can reach the sun. … Continue reading Bloom with Me
Delicate petals lit by rising sun:silent, vulnerable beauty stuns.Poise and grace and subtle strength:symbols captivate my gaze.Dawning day, new-life blooms:sweet dream-beginnings perfume.Magic seeps into my veins:soulful elixir coats toprevent future pains.Words and images both birthed today.
In the silence, blooms slowly awaken from deep sleep, each petal fading in to life, colored gradually by individual rays of soft, natural light. I wait in line. The peace already activating me inside, a hymnal hum with lost lyrics returning to mind. Here comes my light... I am ready. Old me, goodbye. Evolution of … Continue reading Silent Awakening
Floral fragrance, summer night, slow dancing beneath the moonlight, breath on neck, fireflies, quavering voice, her lifted eyes, love and nature abloom, alive, a kiss beneath the trees: a mix of dreams and memories... All words and images ©LauraDenise
Love as a bud is not a new idea, but love for me is, and in the most beautifully fragile, hesitantly opening in the softest of morning light, I feel the possibility, and the sweet scent of it, I slowly breathe in.
The whiteturns sheer,seems to dissolve,revealingthe seastar within;it glows in my palm,recognizing the lifelinesas the oneit has been searching forto deliver the messagespirit to spirit,a mutual connection,a wish upon a starlong ago returnedwith the reassurancethat those whisperswere clearly heard,another signthat I am on the right pathand getting closerto where you are.In the center of the starappears … Continue reading Floral SeaStar
I headed to the beach this morning after a second day of such a cool mix of cumulous and storm clouds. I love storms so was hoping I might catch one rolling in from the gulf. With the added sea breeze, it was actually comfortable out. I didn't quite make it all the way there, … Continue reading Stormy-Day Joy