The rain lilies are back and all it took was some water from the sky.
White flowers on tender green stalks in front of fences and bordering the roads.
I went for a walk yesterday and noticed that this year we had less bluebonnets and indian paintbrushes. But lo and behold, there was an infusion of beautiful rain lilies growing wild everywhere. Last year, my neighbor’s front yard was a riot of blues and reds but this time, it was white and green. Spring has been muted this year but what struck me is how nature compensates. When we have less of one, something else grows in its place. Life continues eternally despite us humans who would like to pretend we run everything around here according to a master schedule.
Where did you come from
Little white one?
Seeking your place, your face to the Sun
Untended, unloved, swept in by the rain
Nature’s understudy to the favored Bluebonnet
Sprouting out of cracks in pavements
Tender roots taking hold against stone
Standing strong next to Heaven’s own…
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