Merging To Full Flavour

:: Even the contents in a fine soup - merging to full flavour, settle their differences over the fire! ::

When you and I let our story rest

creation blends

in the silence,

any aching forgotten

in the first real breath.

A breath as alluring as fragrance

rising in a flush

of opening petals

mingled

with excitement.

Clearly

bees recognize

such fine display!

Or did you think that sweet blossom

only looks to the ground

from which it rises

for nourishment

or sun for heat

or waits to bow

before a passing raindrop.

With no time to indulge pride

knowing all that growing

has been for this blooming,

such passionate waiting and opening

is worthy of witness.

Visitation

joining

a dance before dissolution

is there choice to not know

the One rising in the shapes

of all Life

and all that is.

Do you determine

what is worthy of witness..

Or make a choice

not too..

Or do you make the only choice

you can

because this knowing

becomes the measure

of who you are.

~ChandaliPoetStory 2016

Painting: Grass Labyrinth--Kusa Meikyu by Takato Yamamoto