Magnificent Magnolia Morning
May 25, 2021
Magnificent Magnolia Morning
By Amba Gale
Now come the rhodies,
ripe with red
and readiness
singing Spring,
while my greening magnolia
tree greets
the sea.
Magnificent each morning
in her pink green dress
changing each day.
No morn is like the last.
My own garden lets me know:
Not only is change inevitable
Not only do our little deaths
give way to new births
Not only if we give our focused
attention, we will have
the gift of amazement.
Not only do the ever
flowering blossoms
drop to the ground
making rich the soil
with their pink and blue petals.
But I, too, in my morning reveries
Belong,
am being breathed open myself
by the breath of the divine.
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