Eight years ago I knelt with my hands in the dirt
I planted a young vine with love and mirth.
I watered and fed the vine
While I dreamed of the flowers it would bring.
Across the lattice the branches did spread
The leaves so gently popped their head.
For eight years I waited to see the flowery crown.
Now with a lush fullness the flower buds bring.
A lacy white top that makes my heart sing.
A climbing hydrangea so lush and pure
A beautiful flower that climbs,
From the dirt floor.
In the cup like petals
Is a heartfelt of love.
In the sunlight shines the truth
In the flowering world this is the symbol
Of life’s enduring beauty and grace.
For me this is what I have waited eight years to see.
In 2004 I planted a climbing hydrangea in my garden. Each year the branches spread across the lattice fencing. And each year I waited to see the flowers bloom. Last year the flower buds started to open until we had an early heat wave in May. The young tender petals were scorched in the bright burning sun. So this year I have been very eager to see the full hydrangea flowers. Yesterday, I counted 8 blooms starting to open.
God Is I Am 
Eight years it was quite long, I can imagine how happy you are.
Happy enjoy Mary.
Lots of love.
Mei
beautiful Mary! they look simple and pure!
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Mary… “… this is the symbol, Of life’s enduring beauty and grace… ” The natural world often appears to me as a library of metaphor for us to measure ourselves against and grow within. A lovely poem. James.
I never thought of it in that way. “metaphors for us to measure ourselves against and grow within.” There is truth in that statement of “enduring beauty and grace”…8 years ago I was just getting divorced and since have had some very bumpy roads with another relationship and my professional life. I have left both behind and now on a new journey one that makes me much happier. I don’t know where it will lead but it is going forward with joy, a feeling of wholeness, and completeness.
It sounds like your life is blossoming… hearing about it makes me feel happy, too!
Yes, my life is very blessed and blossoming…and meeting so many wonderful people through this blog experience is a big part of the gift.