God's ideas

Wow. What a morning. So much in bits and pieces. Then there are the lilies of the valley, the stray white violets, more columbine in front. All God's ideas. God spreads them out in places I least expect. I remember the free haircut lady from Wednesday.

The messages:

They come

In whole:

In bits and pieces.

The messages:

Some are cause for joy

Some require time

On the knees,

Then more time

On the knees

Before getting up,

Getting dressed,

Noting the lilies of the valley

Spread behind the peonies

Behind the garage;

Noting the wild strawberries,

The white violets

Interspersed,

All unplanted by me;

God’s idea it seems.

God has good ideas

Sometimes it’s important

To find them

Even when they hide

Behind the garage.

Rosebush

It seems the world is in full bud and bloom whether I have paid attention, or not.

The rosebush

I never pay attention to

Has buds this year

To beat the band.

The peony behind the garage

Promised pink

Once I turned the corner.

I forgot

It was there.

I wonder what else lurks

Despite me

In spite of me

Maybe even simply

To delight me

With potential bloom.

Peonies, behind the garage

Maybe this is the week to monitor the out of sight peonies behind the garage.  I often forget.  

When the peonies

Next to the church door

Bloom,

Then grow blowsy,

I know it will be at least two weeks

Before I can expect

My out of sight,

Out of mind,

Behind the garage

Peonies

To show pink

At last.

Sometimes I forget

To count the days.

Sometimes I forget

To look.

I miss them entirely,

Even the blowsy stage.

Whoever planted them

Must have needed reason

To travel back there

Out of sight

Out of mind

Behind the garage.