There’s something about the sun glowing through leaves that sets my heart aflutter. Maybe it’s the innate recognition that within this greenery is the miraculous marriage of earth and sun and water and air. Or maybe it's the intuitive knowledge that this marriage creates this most unsung of immaculate conceptions, the birth of all that lives. Surely leaves are the sparks that fly from the hand of God. They are magical green machines that manufacture life.Or maybe it’s just that we haven’t seen the sun for so darned long here in the Midwest...!
The above is a closeup of aglaia odorata, in lemony-fragrant bloom in my sun room. Ahhh.
"People, like all forms of life, only change when something so disturbs them that they are forced to let go of their present beliefs. Nothing changes until we interpret things differently. Change occurs only when we let go of our certainty. " ~ Dee Hock
Your blog entry is a melodic song, a poem. Your writing is incredible.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful plant, lovely sentiment.
ReplyDeleteWow--thanks so much to you both!!
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