I am yellow and my trumpet can be seen for a thousand miles.

Have you seen the sky, so blue with clouds that look like ice cream?

I look to it in the wind as it turns my head

I look to it and ask, why am I?

Why do I exist at all?

Am I beautiful?

Is this my purpose?

I am electric with fear and anticipation as a bee comes near me,

To drink, from my deep throat, the nectar, my own sweet food.

He buzzes round me, his wings stir the air and my petals tremble.

He squeezes his little fat body inside, does he hear my voice,

As I ask him to be gentle?

A world in which I am regarded yet has no sense to me,

Is all about me, all at once, with noise and frustration and fear.

What are these things that fill this world?

They zoom to and fro and yield not to me yet inside there are eyes that bore into me,

And flashing, white smiles of joy. I see them clearly as my sun radiates.

My sun, whose kiss is as gentle as the wind and as soft as the rain that falls to give me life.


About daffodillia

My whole life, both spiritual and temporal, has been spent in preparation for my release into my true destiny. My destiny is one of action and faith in the truth. The truth about who we are, what our purpose is, what the universe is, who God is and how His glory will be delivered to us through the chosen few who are called to serve Him. I am not the unifier, I am just one voice who answers to His calling through which I have been brought to His truth in order to share that truth with those others around this world who hear His call yet lack the required direction they need to follow and find Him for themselves. The truth, which is His glory, is your salvation through the acceptance of the atonement of His only begotten Son Jesus Christ. My purpose is to testify to this in a manner that all people can read and understand complicitly so they can find that salvation. In life I am living my ministry and serving my destined mission as His representative where I live in the UK but I have also been called to share this ministry with the larger audience through the internet. Remember: in every way God is real and loves you and only through understanding His truth will you find salvation and your own personal destiny. View all posts by daffodillia

One response to “Spring

  • hettyfrancis

    What a thought provoking poem. Left me speechless. Only wish I was capable of such talents,but alas poetry continues to elude me! To be honest I would have to really think about the house in my dream and really try and picture it my head, to get a feel for the structure. I totally get where you and kerry are coming from though. Well done James on a beautiful piece.

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