Poetry Sunday-The Garden of Life

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Garden of Life

 

 

I fell upon the garden of life

and it sang to me a joyous song,

Beckoning me ever forward

onto a path along a crumbling wall.

 

 

And I sat and contemplated

the flow and rhythm,

While the trees held me tight

and the grasses gave me rest.

 

 

As I awoke born anew

of a seed with similar leaf and stem,

Now I bloom a more brilliant flower

that cannot fade or wither.

 

 

I am strength, I am hope, I am joy.

I am the garden of life.

 

 

© Donna Donabella 2015

 

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I wrote this poem as I was contemplating mid-life and mortality.  As I watch my mother age and lose more of her independence mortality comes painfully close.  So I continue to cling tightly to life and living my life to its fullest.  And I find my greatest strength, solace and inspiration in my own garden….my garden of life.

 

 

 

I am joining in with Poets United for their weekly poetry link up for poets who blog.  Visit them to read some more wonderful verse.

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I am also linking in with the I Heart Macro meme hosted by Laura@Shine The Divine that happens every Saturday, and with Judith@Lavender Cottage who is hosting Mosaic Monday.  

 

 

 

If you enjoy reading this blog, I welcome you to share it with others. I enjoy spreading the blog love, and I appreciate all who come and read my blogs. 

 

 

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Special Note:  The echinacea that grows in my garden of life (pictured here) represents strength.

 

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I leave you with a few words about feeling reborn.

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All other photos and original content is copyrighted and the sole property of Donna Donabella @ Living From Happiness, 2014-2015.  Any reprints or use of other photos or content is by permission only.

Poetry Sunday-Reflections

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Reflections In A Garden

 

Old weary bones feel the ache now…

stems broken and strewn,

petals blackened and faded,

rain and snow will beat it all down,

back to the earth.

 

 

Tiny seeds linger, though, in rich soil…

after a long rest,

surging up and breaking through,

life beginning again,

always a new start.

© Donna Donabella 2014

 

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This poem was created to go along with the change in seasons I am seeing now.  The garden is ending, and my life has been changing with retirement.  I am linking in with Weekend Reflections where you can see photos of reflections from all over the web.

 

 

I am joining in with Poets United for their weekly poetry link up for poets who blog.  Visit them to read some more wonderful verse.

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I am also linking in with the I Heart Macro meme hosted by Laura@Shine The Divine that happens every Saturday, and  with Judith@Lavender Cottage who is hosting Mosaic Monday.  

 

 

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Special Note:  These images here were all taken of my wildlife pond during the spring, summer and fall.

 

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I leave you with a bit of a sentiment about reflections of life.  Feel free to download the photo and share.

 

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All original content is copyrighted and the sole property of Donna Donabella @ Living From Happiness, 2014.  Any reprints or use of content or photos is by permission only.