in the middle in the clearing in the woods
stands a flower singly
petals of crimson
passersby gaze
check field guide and with each other
have never seen a bloom like this
they move on
the flower stands solitary
yet with surety
not minding her absence in the guide
she roots herself
in the middle in the clearing in the woods
without label or identification
and thrives
sending a little love your way, m
Michelle GD 
Gorgeous photo. ;)
I always get so excited when I see a blog post of yours in my reader stream. I just can’t wait to see what you have to share, it’s always very good. wonderful poem by you and the image….just so good. It’s like simple perfect love.
Lovely, the intertwining description of flower and girl. Keep spreading your roots no labels needed. ;)
Thank you – a lovely pause with my morning coffee :) Beautiful words, beautiful photo!
this! these words went straight into my veins this morning. pure light. xx
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so sweet and tender. Glad you were there to see the flower and tell us all about it.