My plants are growing in all directions;
being pulled by the sunlight which invites
them to move in every direction in order
to honor the light which is so necessary
for our survival, I keep turning the pots
each time I water the plants. They put
up with that and continue to grow in all
shapes. Sometimes they bloom out of
season, especially the succulents which
seem to have their own calendar. No
matter the season the plants grow and
try to attach themselves to whatever
they can in an effort to be under their
own command. There is beauty and
when enhanced by the sun you are
humbled by their order and independence.
It is a wonder and mystery how the cells
differentiate into the leaves or flowers,
or just growth. A two-foot strangler in
a few years becomes an eight-foot man-eater.
It leaves you in wonder and you have no choice
but to believe in the hand of the Creator.
The outdoor plants and trees have their
own way of working with nature.
They become home for birds and small animals.
When the sun shines through the trees
the colors are breathtaking and you find
yourself closer to God and nature.
Artists cringe because they know there
is no way to put this beauty down on canvas.
They try and amaze many but deep inside them
they know they fell short of their perfection ambition.
They, too, fall in line giving nature the prize.
They love what has been given to us and
that love turns into inspiration.
Stanski
October 22, 2022, ^
Steve Haarman 