Stepping inside a Japanese wood poppy
I took leave of myself
As some mad man might veer off the highway to work
Only to find himself fishing
Along the banks of an idyllic stream
Not often enough we surrender ourselves
To that something larger
Contained in even the smallest thing
Like a tiny blade of grass
Or the petal of a spring daffodil
Why quibble over a name, or anything
Standing between you and beauty
‘Tis better to be naked of all words
Than miss a flower’s healing kiss
Author: Don Iannone, D.Div.
Photographer, poet, teacher, complementary medicine provider, interfaith minister, and former economic developer. Holds a Doctorate in Divinity, Master of Divinity, Master of Mind-Body Medicine, and Bachelor of Arts degree in Anthropology. Clinical certifications in Reiki, guided meditation, life purpose coaching, and spiritual counseling. Author of 12 books, including two new books in the contemporary spirituality field. Learn more here.
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18 thoughts on “Losing Myself Inside a Japanese Wood Poppy”
The poem expresses a wonderful idea. The lines which I specially liked are the first three lines of the second verse.
I like your work. It’s refreshing to know that somebody else sees it…Have a good one, The Scribe..
Those moments when experience transcends our ability to articulate to someone else or even to ourselves are something I cherish. Such experiences point to someting of the glory of our Creator, I think.
Those beautiful photos just keep comin’, don’t they?
This poem was extraordinarily beautiful for me, because the finding of it was so ‘timely’.
Thank you so much.
Great photos, wood poppy!
Youtr poems have been missed ..Come back with more
I like the moment Don
“Stepping inside … ” each ro rheur own.
absolutely, the beauty of getting lost in a flower… can’t wait spring is just around the corner….
Nice photos continue. Thanks! Hope the trip’s good.
Beautiful photos, Don!
How beautiful these moments are.
Thank you for sharing Don.
Love that cardinal with the seed in her beak.
these moments are so amazing…when truly we have lost ourselves and found ourselves at the same time…converged in a poppy…or seeing our blood running through the veins of a leaf…beautiful poetry…amazing photography!
A very beautiful poem, Don!
I so enjoyed it.
Nice photos, as well….
Thanks Gautami. I have been writing but not posting so much. A new book coming out in the spring. Hope you are well.
I like this. It has that feeling of surrendering completely to ones inner self..
BTW, it is good to see you posting..