Recycled Thoughts

Canola Flowers


ImageIn fields grazed by winter, where hues of the season leave tell-tale signs of abandonment; embers glow at their pillaged, frayed ends.

The Sun in the winter, the nourishment during the fast, the flower amidst the desolation. The Canola flower.

And how I wish I could implant that flower within my own winter weary chest. To graft it between my ribs and let its warmth melt away years of cold that have made the dripping wet days of summer seem to be far off memories of…somebody else.



2 thoughts on “Canola Flowers

  1. beautiful picture


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