…from the day of Jesus’ crucifixion,
the “Dogwood Tree” no longer grows as
the tallest and strongest.
It now grows gracefully and blooms in Spring
where there is joy in the renewing of life.
White is not really a color. It occurs when the whole spectrum of light is seen together.
Everything is present in white; nothing is hidden, secret or undifferentiated.
If you’ve never been thrilled
to the very edges of your soul
by a flower in spring bloom,
maybe your soul has never
been in bloom.
… a “tribute to my mother” who left us five years ago today. She made it possible for me to buy this house where this Dogwood Tree blooms every year upon her anniversary.
Thank You ♥ Mom ♥