“The flowers appear on the earth, the time of singing has come, and the voice of the dove is heard in our land.” – Song of Songs 2:12
Behold the interior of a tulip. Notice the six stamens surrounding its centred pillar. So vulnerable and fragile, yet forever drawing us in through its warm and colourful petals. For a mind free from distraction one might be moved to love deeply this splendid sight. They remind us of the impermanence of things. Does not such innocence capture a glimpse of the ineffable; an untamed beauty, both restrained and boundless to the imagination. Before science imposed its restrictions upon her with a remote and cerebral language, this flower was the centre of a civilization. People woke in their beds to dream again of her soulful fragrance. This romantic sentiment swept through Europe with the yearning of a long and arid summer without rain. It’s hard to believe that there was a time and place when such things mattered to the human race. Whereas in this day and age few will even pause to notice a tulip, not alone appreciate its inner revelation, as though our souls have become barren to the touch of eternity.
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From the top of a precipice
With a tulip in my hand
And a song upon my lips
My wandering dance unplanned
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These are the days of forever
Spinning along in their way
Nature unfolds a anew
Snuffing what has gone astray
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Laughter echoes thro the trees
Buildings fall into decay
What matters now is over
Summer is a time for play.
Beautiful and poetic writing. Oh, how you lift the soul and throw it up high! As one who often pauses to admire flowers, you remind me in such few words today of the beautiful symmetry and grace held within each flower. Thank you Jason. Love the tulip image and Song of Songs quote too! Blessings always, Deborah.
Symmetry and grace, ah yes, that too. Thank you for filling my cup with joy.
Is not the language of flowers more than the phytagorean geometry of God? Yes I agree it is God as an artist and poet. So many spring flowers talk in yellow, play with 3 and linear language. The archetype of Mercury is playing through them with wisdom and beauty 🙂
Thank you for sharing your interpretation with me.
This is stunning and so visually beautiful ♡
Thank you
The photo and words are just beautiful. Thank you for sharing this post.
Your sincerity breathes warmly dear one…