Unexpected Delight

The wind subsided
momentarily
and the river stood still
and I caught your reflection
memories flooding back

When days were warm
and innocence nurtured imagination
and you held me in your arms –
a creature no different than
the squirrels and birds
who shared a branch

I loved you like a mother –
your steadfastness
the drapery of your foliage –
hiding made sublime

Oh, how my heart swelled
recalling the simplicity  –
how easy it was to believe
that trees had spirits
and the wind could talk
and the stillness of the day

To climb, to ascend,
to know that sacred ladder
that lifted me high above

The moment passed
the water rippled
but the inspiration remains

Your roots hold the promise
dear Willow, I am sure –
thank you for the reflection

(Art my own)

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VJ

Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

31 thoughts on “Unexpected Delight”

  12. Beautiful poetic artwork! I love the line “Innocence nurtures imagination.” Reminds me of my childhood and our willowtree in the back yard. Did a job on our septic. Had to eventually remove it.

    Ps 1 talks about a tree planted beside rivers of living water. Maybe that’s not a willow.

    “Moments pass, inspiration remains” . May inspiration always outlast….

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  13. Oh my…lovely. Every bit, but this – especially – hit a note of recognition:
    …how easy it was to believe
    that trees had spirits
    and the wind could talk…
    xo, VJ! 💕

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