Friday, December 12, 2008

Dusk speaks as the Dahlia


Lounging lazily in the bed
discovering the others have faded
she alone remains

Her brilliant color holds fast
fading a little
still she lingers

why do they fade
when the light of early fall still warms our bed?"

She feels herself slipping, fading, yet
faithfully rejoicing
confident in her resolve to find renewal and resurrection


Photo - courtesy of Lucy Creates

1 comment:

  1. dear dahlia--you know, of course, that i love this! it speaks so many layers.