Everlasting Beauty

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Everlasting Beauty

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Magnificent

magnolia

all year-long

your loveliness

blooms

In springtime

your flowers

overwhelm me

with a canopy

of petals

and perfume

Soon blossoms

flutter

as feathers

to earth

leaving behind

an emerald cape

accentuating

your girth

By mid-summer

day

your provision

of shade

shelters birds

and children

at play

Your cloak

turning

golden

in late autumn

reflects

the brilliance

of a sinking

sun

Until even

your leaves

fall to earth

telling me

this season

too…

is done

Yet

still

you’re richly

robed

as spring buds

begin

to fill

Fuzzy

and swollen

with potential

expanding

all winter

till spring

when your mantle

you’ll spill!

Wendy/2012

Everlasting Blessings ~ Wendy

This magnolia tree was planted, many years ago, by the previous owner of our place. Β She said that her children loved to play under it. Β It is much too large for most modern-day gardens, however, it is most welcome in the woodland area of ours. Β I just toss the fallen leaves underneath it each autumn and leave them.

23 thoughts on “Everlasting Beauty

  1. I loved all of this, that special tree and how you took us through the seasons with ‘her’. πŸ™‚ God gives us many blessings and what you share with us from your garden is certainly blessing us! Thank you, Wendy!

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    1. Yes, they do. Our first year here was so magical as I discovered how lovely that tree is all year long. Today as I opened the curtains, upstairs, I could see that it is leafless, now, but covered in those fuzzy buds that promise a show in spring. I will try to catch some closeups of the flowers when they bloom…
      Our Creator was so articulate in his designing of flora and fauna!
      Blessings ~ Wendy

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  2. I had a sweet pang of remembrance at the word “magnolia”. My mom’s mom, my dear grandma, lived on Magnolia Drive and had a gorgeous magnolia tree in her yard. Those glossy, big leaves were distinct. The huge white blossoms always made me think of visiting her in Louisiana. Both the tree and my grandma have gone back to their Maker, but your poem brought to mind many happy memories!

    You have a tremendous variety of growth in your garden, and there is something to learn from God in each one! And, there are unique elements about each season–just like in our lives! Visiting your blog always leaves me pondering and giving praise to God! –Alison

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    1. Thank you, Alison! It makes sense that a garden causes us to think deeper than the roots of the trees around us. It was in a garden that humans had their beginning. “Time began in a garden.”

      Your memory of your Grandma sounds so lovely! Both mine loved gardens, too. I have one’s antique canning jars and the other one’s old garden book.(plus her favorite poetry book…)

      Blessings ~ Wendy

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I enjoy a word in season, so I'd love it if you added an apple to the bowl.

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