1117. To rise above tree line is to go above thought, and after, the descent back into birdsong, bog orchids, willows, and firs is to sink into the preliterate parts of ourselves. ~Gretel Ehrlich

I was left alone there in the company of the orchids,
roses and violets, which, like people waiting beside you
who do not know you, preserved a silence which
their individuality as living things made all the more striking…
~Marcel Proust

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A Wild Orchid
We are all flowers in the garden of the world.
Some of us are daisies dainty and bright.
Some of us are poppies,with sweet contagious laughter.
If there was a flower for you,
You’d be a wild orchid,
So full of life, colors alive,
Sprinkled with scarlet and purple,
Explosions of colors racing through your petals.
~Lanie Costea

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Your lips are like a scarlet ribbon; your mouth is lovely… ~Excerpt from Song of Songs 4:3  ✝

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10 thoughts on “1117. To rise above tree line is to go above thought, and after, the descent back into birdsong, bog orchids, willows, and firs is to sink into the preliterate parts of ourselves. ~Gretel Ehrlich

  1. Feeling a bit exotic this Friday I see–I’m just happy I finally was up when exotic was posted as I’ve been a day late, a dollar short and the proverbial sol as of late—1000 apologies for being a negligent friend…life has been topsy turvy. I’ve thought a lot about you this last week or so, knowing your nerves are ramping up with impending surgery. I may be seemingly absent in presence but never in thought and prayers—shoring you up from afar….
    Here’s to lemonade on a pollen free front porch—good knees, and a soon to be headache free good neck!
    hugs and love form the whirling dervish peach

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    • You have. I can’t believe I shut down last night without reading your post. I never do that. So tis I who should apologize. I so wish I could come sit on your porch and just forget about all this crap. I go to get the second opinion on Monday so I will know more then. For now I am getting crankier by the day so you would probably just throw me off the porch right now. I do hope things haven’t been too bad on your end. Love, N 🙂 ❤

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  2. Beautiful as always. I’m impressed (and grateful) that you never fail to produce such gems.
    “We are all flowers in the gardens of the world.” I especially like that. Sometimes it seems that there are lots of weeds in that garden too, so it’s nice to be poetically reminded that there is beauty in everything (and everyone).

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