C o u r a g e

C o u r a g e

This Poppy talked to me
About giving, about courage
as it made its home in a crack in a wall,
which surrounded a church.

A village church
800 hundred years old, so I am told.

The brave Poppy seed liked the warmth,
the peace and the sun.
Found enough earth and settled down.

Now, here I stand and feel deep harmony
as the Poppyโ€™s fragile petals gently move in the breeze.
Its joyful colours smile.

What light it brings.

ยฉ miriam ivarson

33 thoughts on “C o u r a g e

  1. I marvel at the ability to discern the thoughts of flowers and butterflies and birds. This poppy sounds like a wonderful inspiration! It’s a blessing to feel the harmony Miriam. Lovely thoughts.

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    • Thank you so much, Balroop, for your wonderful words. I am so glad you discerned how much nature means to me. In this case I had a very beautiful church to look at but the Poppy caught my attention. It is indeed a blessing to feel harmony . ๐Ÿ’•๐ŸŒฑ.

      Miriam

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  2. Miriam, I never fail to be amazed how you see beyond the mere flower to such hidden intrinsic depths. The photo itself is mesmerising, your words reach deep into the essence of life, encouraging and inspiring us to find the courage within ourselves, reminding us that we are so much more than we think! A wonderful poem reaching back in time, leaning forward into peace and harmony … another gem for us all! Xx

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    • Dear Annika, a deeply felt thank you for your wonderful comment. It fills me
      with joy that you can see the beauty of the flower but even more, that you can feel what it is telling us. How it encourages and inspires us to find the courage within ourselves, to see that we are more than we think.

      Stay well and let us here more of your writing.๐Ÿ’•๐ŸŒด.

      Miriam

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  3. A beautiful poem on many levels, Miriam. I love how you wove in the words brave and fragile describing the poppy. Symbolic of a great deal in nature. It is difficult for me to imagine a village church 800 years old. Not in Canada. Thank you for sharing.

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    • Thank you, Erica, for your deep and beautiful comment. I hadnโ€™t noticed how I described the Poppy as both brave and fragile. I agree with your sentiment, arenโ€™t we all in our own way.
      The Church itself I might write about. The beauty and the feeling they give out. Of generations of local people coming with their joys and sorrows

      Yes, the Poppy and the old stone church belong somehow. ๐ŸŽถ.

      Miriam

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  4. That’s quite a lot of plant for such a challenging environment, but life finds a way to make it work. Years ago, I discovered a yellow flower growing out of the bricks of my church building. The stem was very long as it reached for the sun. I was more amazed than anything else. Your poem brings more inspiration: Courage!

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