From Where You’re Standing
“What you see and what you hear depends a great deal on where you are standing. It also depends on what sort of person you are.” C.S. Lewis, The Magician’s Nephew
Most call it a weed
But it declares itself
Determined to reclaim territory
in grassy lawns, between flagstones, under a rose bush
Native Texas Plant?
Field green when found in a bag at the store?
Its highest purpose blooms
in feathery puffs –
bane of gardener
delight of every child
who holds it up to make a wish
blowing away a cloud of laughter
This lovely, and oh so true. Thanks for sharing it with us.
Thank you, Edith. I am so glad you stopped by to have a look at Stones and Feathers.
I do think I am allowed some “strong opnion” as I near 72 but I think my experience lines (aka wrinkles) are also proof of having learned there are things I can’t change and that I want to use the time I have left stretching my soul instead of shrinking it.
Having often felt like a “weed” in life, I can appreciate this post. Immensely! Thank you for an affirmation of the value of everything, even the scorned.
I am thinking you sound like a survivor who knows all about encouraging delight and laughter! Thank you, Sam.
Well, I’ve been called a survivor, and tend to be an optimist – most of the time. This gets more difficult as I get older but old people are allowed to be crotchety, aren’t they? :*G*