Within the cool shadows of the living wall Passion blooms in radiant enticing hues of scarlet, gold and violet too with silver tongues that sing the melody of seduction, reproduction and sweet repose such strains too sweet to be ignored by Nature’s laborers of fertility In droves they descend upon her bloom her treasure freely exposed and eager for the taking The hungry feed voraciously humming quite loquaciously to hypnotize her will to surrender She trembles ‘neath the feathery touch as deeply probed, extracting such- the gems of future generations “Share with me, and you shall see the fruits of our unbridled passion” Another and another come to worship at her knee her suitors taking turn as she sighs, “To be or not to bee” Alas there is no choice for her as Nature knows its way. Her tender heart bursts inside out, fulfilling Passion’s play Alas, the contradiction as we give the benediction Some intruders may be welcome, embraced and fed robustly while mankind must put up barb
Why did the rooster cross the road? Why, to crow on the other side, of course! I only wish I had been able to take a video of this guy standing in the driveway and crowing at the house, as if fulfilling his sworn duty to its occupants. The road was treacherously busy that time of the morning, so... I hope everyone is having a good week personally. I know as a nation America is struggling right now. I have been in constant prayer for the good in my country to rise, even among those who had previously chosen a dark path. Some of those people were among my closest friends and family. I struggle with comprehension of how little I knew of their hearts and how to reconcile a future relationship with them. On a very personal note I am going to do something I rarely do but should more often. My husband is suffering from a very serious health issue right now that is challenging due to our circumstances and those of systems. I am asking you, my online friends and anyone who reads this to send