Noll on When the Sun Becomes a Flower

One season challenges the next:
Spring succumbs to Summer,
Summer whimpers into Fall,
Fall crumbles into Winter,
Winter wanes into Spring.
It is a never-ending chase.

It is now that we stand before the passing of Spring and await the halcyon moment. The happy, golden moment.
They stand tall in the garden,
with tightly knit seed heads.

The bullfrog harrumphs. Fledglings abdicate their nests. The winter wheat awaits harvest.
Rain, light, rain and the faces burst forth.
The sun of the sky stares down, met by the gaze of flower faces - a legion of faces ringed in yellow flames. Adulating sunflower faces following the sun's progress through the sky.
When the Sun becomes a Flower,
Summer reigns.


pughy said...

That is a beautiful picture, and the words are lovely too..Thanks for sharing...

HUgs GJ xx

The Creek Cats said...

Love the painting and the poem! Sunflowers are our mom's favorite!

Tristan and Crikey said...

How nice...

The Monkeys said...

Beautiful picture! Sunflowers are so Summer

The Island Cats said...

Oh how lovely!!!

Cheysuli and gemini said...

A marvelous poem and picture.

Angel and Kirby said...

Such inspiration! Thank you for sharing!

Tuck said...

Such a nice post! I too am excited for summer! This is the season that I become a mancat!

MISS PEACH ~(^.^)~ said...

A wonderful word salad! Purrrfect for summer! We have Cape Cod sunflowers planted in our wine barrel...they will be red!

Shadow / Molly said...

Noll did yoo paint dat yerself? It is furry bootiful!!

Cheyenne -Millie said...

I really like that picture! It is real pretty! Those are lovely words too!