"Dismiss me as a weed," it laughs,
For it knows resilience is its craft.
Roots delve deep, seeking hidden streams,
Drawing sustenance from heaven's sunbeams."
Which leads me to the word of the day "resilience", which means to withstand or to recover quickly from difficulties; toughness. At different times we have all had to show our resilience.
"Simple and fresh and fair from winter's close emerging,
As if no artifice of fashion, business, or politics, had ever been,
Forth from its sunny nook or shelter'd grass -
innocent, golden, calm as the dawn,
The spring's first dandelion shows its trustful face."
~Walt Whitman~
My first poem is with a little help from AI, with prompts by me, changing words to suit my own ideas. Walt Whitman needs no introduction here in the States, but for those of you elsewhere you can click on his name and it will take you to more information.
My photos are from the first overlook. After looking at the gorgeous view, I was drawn to a few dandelions. Seeing the splash of yellow several yards away was enough for me to go check them out.
I thought how pretty! And then when I got home I saw a dandelion in the garden about to shed its seeds everywhere and I went, "Oh no!", aghast at the thought. Why do we do that? Poor old dandelion! And yet when we see a beautiful sculpture of one, we go "Oh that's beautiful!" and admire it.Poor, maligned dandelion! A field of them looks gorgeous, but one in the garden is enough to make me run to get the weeding tool. There are a few other weeds, but I want to make sure they are not seedlings from the flowers we planted last year. A great gardener I am not by any stretch of the imagination, but I live in hope that we will be seeing a few pretties blooming soon. The hellebore is thriving beautifully.
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