Petunia, you raise your face
and trumpet your song to the midday.
Your song is delicate and frail.
Your green fingers tremble in the smile of the eye
like the hum of a bee lost in the torpor of your kiss.
Your head nods with the gentle breeze.
You are at peace.
Your color is your happiness.
Petunia, open your eye,
spread your fragile smile to the moon.
Your petals drink in the night,
the cool air sits on you
weightless, trickling
from your fluted flowers,
from your fingers.
~Excerpted and adapted verses from a poem by Steve Gunther
My heart is steadfast, O God, my heart is steadfast; I will sing and give praise. Awake, my glory! Awake, lute and harp! I will awaken the dawn. ~Psalm 57:7-8 ✝
Sweet Jesus, fill us with the mercy You bled and draw us back unto Yourself!
Sacred Touches 
pretty candy cane petunia–Happy flowers indeed—cookie
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That first one was all red when I bought it but I have it in a more sunny place. Maybe that’s why some of them are doing the two-tone thing. But you’re right red or red and white they are happy flowers. Hugs, N
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What a lovely lovely post!! 🙂 The flowers are gorgeous!!! 🙂 And I love the poetry too! 🙂
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Thank you, Trini! I pray all is well with you there in Norway. Hugs and blessings, N 🙂
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I think petunias are a garden’s cheerleaders–they are always cheering us on! 🙂
Thanks for cheering us on with your post, Natalie!
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I like that Laura. They are cheery little posies! And thank you for blessing us with your lovely posts. Hugs and blessings, N 🙂
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