Bloom...

..... even with seemingly never-ending days of gray, cold, fever-inducing weather..... I'd say this is definitely worth waiting for.... what a difference 2 weeks makes..... my husband's uncle had the chance to go back to Holland this weekend and capture this image...... planting a seed (or bulb in this case); patience, perseverance and faith pay-off in something truly beautiful.... a great metaphor for life.

Tulips

by A.E. STALLINGS

The tulips make me want to paint,

Something about the way they drop

Their petals on the tabletop

And do not wilt so much as faint,

Something about their burnt-out hearts,

Something about their pallid stems

Wearing decay like diadems,

Parading finishes like starts,

Something about the way they twist

As if to catch the last applause,

And drink the moment through long straws,

And how, tomorrow, they’ll be missed.

The way they’re somehow getting clearer,

The tulips make me want to see—

The tulips make the other me

(The backwards one who’s in the mirror,

The one who can’t tell left from right),

Glance now over the wrong shoulder

To watch them get a little older

And give themselves up to the light.

Source: Poetry (June 2009).