May 26, 2022
A new poem about what can grow in our heart space…
What If A Tulip Sprang? What if a tulip sprang, from my heart? What if the tender sprouts rose up from my heart until they became leaves that spread within my heat space, healing my weary soul. Oh, those strong green leaves rising from the Earth, do they not form the shape of the bottom of the heart. They are the base that holds up the flower. The stem begins to grow. It is taller than the leaves and on top of the stem forms a bud. The bud begins to grow. Soon that bud Presents the faint hint of color. Then the bud begins to open. It forms fully into a ripe tulip rich with hues of magenta, white and green. No ordinary tulip, this one. This tulip It unfolds all ruffly like a skirt with a petticoat and that is the crux of its beauty. Each petal is a piece of my heart. Each petal is a layer of my life. Each petal is the soft, sweet, gentle space I hold In my heart. What if a tulip sprang from my heart? If a tulip sprang from my heart, it would surely signify my heart is open, and I too can unfold like the ruffled tulip that sprang up from the Earth.