“I always think that the best way to know God is to love many things.” ~ Vincent van Gogh

Friday, July 4, 2014

My Friends, Moving House

My friends, moving house
bring me their pots —
terracotta and white ceramic —
of gota cola and chives

and, for my front steps,
tiny purple flowers
dotting the dark green
stems and leaves.

They bring them to me
I cry out with joy
to receive.


  1. The came, bearing lovely gifts. How nice of them. Lovely capturing of their thoughtfulness.

  2. A gift of goodbye - for remembrance. My mother always had a superstition that you shouldn't say thank you for plants or they won't grow. I find myself thinking of that whenever I'm gifted a plant!

  3. your expressed joy for receiving these beautiful gifts is your thank you, without having uttered the words.


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