Photographing My Snapdragons.
Love plays a part in creating good pictures.

Joined medium to write about and deal with emotions, Gained confidence making progress or so I thought, Along came gardening, Snapdragons vanilla vine herbs and veggies, Struggled with word and rhyme, Couldn’t encapsulate in my little poems feelings and reactions to flowers’ exquisite beauty veggies’ deliciousness and vanilla’s tenaciousness.
One morning took picture and something indescribable clicked, Heart responded to picture’s depths, Vision showed flower’s purpose loving life, That vision helped writing poetic depiction.
Time passes, Picture writes poem, Poem inspires picture, Tending garden noting daily changes, Mind’s picture forms, Becomes matter using camera to find that shot, Minor editing to compensate for Intense LED lamps.
In my meditation picture and poem become intwine and love emerges, Positioning picture poem appears from tapping fingers, Reading poem creates mind’s picture, Viewing picture recreates poem, Inseparable testimonies of love.

Life starts as struggle to learn and follow Gaia’s path, Some flowers flourish and rise above crowded green, Seeking and growing, Through progressive blooming to reach potential and Gaia’s blessing.

This snapdragon caught attention when first buds appeared, Meditated on diversity of color patterns, Poem in picture for all to read.

Every time watering and fussing eyes drawn to portrait of warmth caring and love, Contrasts with whites and yellows, Reminder how diversity enriches life.

Picture was meant to be, Eyes feasted on perfect shape delicate colours delightful delicious loving thoughts.
Words appeared before me, Fitting tribute, Then noticed background cupboard, Ladder for checking LED lights.
Realised lesson, Beauty exists in most unlikely times and places, Beauty conquers all hearts and needs no justification.
It’s through appreciating Gaia’s wonders that slowly I begin understanding my role and place.
Blessed be.






