A Confetti Celebration

 

Falling fast from the comfort
of hands that once held me,
I am called to silence–to wait,
to rest in hibernation days.

A significant seed shifting,
I bend, wiggle, squirm; roots
re-position to redefine space.
A hardened seed coat softens
within muck of thick, ebony walls.

Pain and pangs are strong-
perseverance wails in waiting.
Dampened earth suddenly shakes,
moving me toward open crevices-
delivering day’s daylight – amazing.

Sunshine swirls light all around,
twirls in a ballerina’s fashion,
spinning my spirit like a top in a
kaleidoscopic confetti celebration.

 

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One comment

  1. Jan,

    Photo and poem are perfect for each other and perfect for Labor Day.
    Beautifully thought and wrought. I think that is surely the most beautiful
    shade of purple I have ever seen.

    “spinning my spirit like a top in a
    kaleidoscopic confetti celebration.”

    The energy and imagery are super!!

    Have a beautiful day!

    Sarah

    Liked by 1 person

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