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 Poppy’s fragile petals gently move in the breeze.
Its joyful colours smile.
What light it brings.
© miriam ivarson