Cove Hardwood Flowers

April 3, 2001 I wrote the following while doing our great wildflower hunt in Great Smokey Mountain National Park. Looking forward to another trip this year!

Soak me in the greens, Lord.

My winter starved eyes

Are anxious for every shade.

Shoots, sprouts, and

Fiddleheads of two colors!

Delight my soul and

Refresh my insight

White Star Chickweed,

Bloodroot, Anemone.

Never was white on green

So welcome a sight!

Trout Lily, Britches,

Even the Lichen

Join chorus with river on rocks.

He lives!  He lives in me!

The mystery of resurrection

As life fills my

Winter dead eyes.

These photos were taken in the "green space" of our subdivision. Then Bob asks, "Why do we go to the Smokey's? " And I remind him that we have not found lady's slippers here and WE NEED TO GET AWAY!