Little Globes Like Little Worlds

The Globe Thistle, within it lies it’s own little world.  Like a little planet suspended over its bed, they float above the rest of the garden. 

 Tiny blooms begin to explode on the globe surface.

Drawing close those that rely on the nectar the tiny flowers produce.

 The beauty isn’t lost after the flower dies as the shape alone and seeds to come continues to bring new life and an  interesting feature to the garden.

This beautiful globe continues to blossom into the fall.

 Soon to wither yet knowing it has provided food to another species.

 Only to one day bloom again to feed those who are attracted to it’s beauty.

Not just another flower, but another world
where it has found balance so that it may add something
back to that which it is rooted.

Finding a way in your world to give something back
to help bring balance to those around you.  Whether in
the bloom of your life or going to seed, you have something
to share.

Seasons Change So Do We

 

Where do we begin and where do we end.
Like the changes of the season we too continue to transform.  Sometime we are so fill with the light inside us that we seem to illuminate.  Bearing the fruits that will help sustain those around us.

Sometimes we feel so full, yet so lonely.

Sometimes we may feel the need to hide and go deep into our roots where we find a place of peace and choose to be alone for awhile.

  Sometimes the warmth of the sun or someone special tells us it’s time to come out.

Sometimes after holding in so much for so long we suddenly can’t hold back anymore.  We burst with the beauty that has laid hidden for so long within us.

 Sometimes there is a calm feeling that all is where it should be.

The healing process begins again.

Sometimes you feel the light within that draws those near.

You hope your growth gives substance and strength to those around you.

 

High Above

High above in the mountains
I see your strength against the clear blue sky…
I feel so small,  but you made me feel so high..

 High above in  pools of water

I see your reflections cast surreal.  Drawn in with many emotions I feel.

 

 High above with meadows and flowers.

The beauty and color you helped to bring.  I feel a note of love, my heart wants to sing.

 

 High above it all

I yodel a song, it echo’s with love.  From the valley to the sky above.

 High above my dreams came true on a hike I ventured to see only you…