Sunday, July 11, 2010

Magpie Tales #22



I am the vine, ye are the branches: He that abideth in me, and I in him, the same bringeth forth much fruit: for without me ye can do nothing. John 15:5


There was a seed
so small that I just
brushed it off my fingers
and hoped it would alight.

Then there was a sprout -
two tiny leaves
and a slender stalk
…so fragile.

Planted in the earth,
watered (abundantly),
drinking sun and soil -
gardener's alchemy

And now! These ripening orbs -
pomme d'amour indeed.
Ancient miracle of
seed, water, earth, sun…

My love walks
hand in hand with God
to bring to me
the desire of my heart.


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13 comments:

  1. A journey from seed to fruit. Nicely told.

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  2. what a divine magpie!

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  3. vegetables from little seeds! Always a miracle to me!

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  4. Dear The Bug,
    Beautiful. Thank you!
    Ann T.

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  5. Thanks for sharing your lovely words once again. You chose my confirmation verse as inspiration!

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  6. Beautiful tale of seed to fruit!

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  7. I really enjoy seeing the Magpie results around the 'net, and this was a particularly nice one, Bug.

    I was also catching up on your other posts, and seeing the photographs. This poem is particularly fitting with the pictures of the cemeteries. I've always liked cemeteries, they never give me the creeps, they just feel peaceful.

    All of life's cares and worries done, but that graveyard is different, as are others like the National Cemetery. Those are about the promise of life arrested.

    Again, it fit with this poem.

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  8. ah, that last line brings it home nicely....nice magpie...

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  9. this one really connected for me
    Good thing it fell on fertile ground
    lovely lovely

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  10. Everything already in the seed! A lovely Magpie.

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  11. I loved your biblical approach to this one, Bug! By their fruit you will know them!

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  12. Lovely...everything starts as a dot, doesn't it....amazing!

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