in time of daffodils

I picked some flowers for you.





And I placed them in this post of very few words.





I hope you like them.

O wind, where have you been,
That you blow so sweet?
Among the violets
Which blossom at your feet.
The honeysuckle waits
For Summer and for heat
But violets in the chilly Spring
Make the turf so sweet.
~ From Sing Song, a Nursery Rhyme Book (circa 1870)

in time of daffodils
in time of daffodils (who know
the goal of living is to grow)
forgetting why, remember how
in time of lilacs who proclaim
the aim of waking is to dream,
remember so (forgetting seem)
in time of roses (who amaze
our now and here with paradise)
forgetting if, remember yes
in time of all sweet things beyond
whatever mind may comprehend,
remember seek (forgetting find)
and in a mystery to be
(when time from time shall set us free)
forgetting me, remember me
~ e.e. cummings

grape hyacinths

in blue modesty

do not speak

~ Giselle Maya

 


And, on that note, I’ll say farewell. Hope all is well in your lives ~ all is well here.