hear the song of the songbird
feel the quiver of grass new
be touched by the golden light of bloom and sun
listen to the silent sounding of budding leaf
behold the beauty, tulips they be
a bouquet of colors, a magical array, gifted onto me
and in their adornment of time and space
the message of creation within heart to place
the delicate expression of bloom to fill our days
the Creator's artistry, passion, power and praise
hues bold, warm, vibrant, and delicately divine
gifted onto us in this season of grace, the NOW of time.
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York
feel the quiver of grass new
be touched by the golden light of bloom and sun
listen to the silent sounding of budding leaf
behold the beauty, tulips they be
a bouquet of colors, a magical array, gifted onto me
and in their adornment of time and space
the message of creation within heart to place
the delicate expression of bloom to fill our days
the Creator's artistry, passion, power and praise
hues bold, warm, vibrant, and delicately divine
gifted onto us in this season of grace, the NOW of time.
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York
Photo: Tulips, Collectible Clicks, CAR, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2019.
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