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Hibiscus-Summer's Red Flower
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I wander, surrounded by the hush
of
heaven.
There is a red hibiscus blooming
in the summertime garden.
The sight of its touch enamors me:
a morning
kiss.
It’s a new day.
I feel great surrounded
by trees’ whispers
and drapes.
They move
in sibilant sound
of the breeze,
before the curtains open
on the majestic performance:
the rising
sun.
“A seed grows with no sound,
but a tree falls
with huge
noise.
Destruction has noise,
but creation is quiet.
This is
the power of
silence.”
Today
I embrace creation
and the poise
of silence:
the Holy presence.
I step once again
into the eloquence
of summertime reverence
holding
summer’s red
flower.
Copyright ©
Sara Etgen-Baker
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