Evening Stroll
Wildflower Wisdom
An evening stroll brought me to this place
where along the path weeds flourished
A scattered motley assortment
hardly worthy of notice, I thought
Suddenly, gloaming’s last rays reached out
transforming the mundane
I stopped, drawn to Lantana’s lanterns,
glowing among cool fields of blue and emerald
Awed by beauty, I lowered to my knees,
welcomed by nature’s humblest of species
Wonder spoke in words ethereal
causing me to reconsider
Judgments of uselessness or worth
paraded the halls of my consciousness
How easily I toss one aside and accept another,
while refusing to perceive significance
The weeds rustled in the evening breeze
as Lantana nodded
I arose and resumed my walk,
a wiser pilgrim
Note: I found this little patch of beauty in a most unusual place, alongside Dump Marsh. Dump Marsh is just that, a place where the effluent of city water processing flows out over the land forming a wetland. As unbecoming as the surrounding area may be, it is a favorite haunt of birders and nature photographers.
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