AH SUNFLOWER!
Moved by
Heliotropism,
confined
within the pulvinus,
only a change
in turgor pressure.
Or is it
Consciousness
that frees the sunflower
to turn its head
and follow
the daily path of the sun?
How many
turgors
trigger ions
to make a hand withdraw from fire,
or a heart crave love,
or a spirit strive?
Our lives in the flux of
earth's teeming consciousness -
What is the beat of the sunflower's dance?
What is the mode of the mountain's song?
Where do our cadences begin?
How far off are they felt?
6 comments:
Hi Ted! TGIF and I’m trying to make a break from some hectic weeks to surf the blogosphere and enjoy your excellent (and sunny) blog…
Loved to see the Gotham series!
Many thanks for your comments on Blogtrotter, still at the MoMA (your territory)! Hope you enjoy the second post (including Mark) and wish you a great weekend and a nice holiday, in case you have the chance to profit from it! ;))
I have suddenly burst into song, Ted! Here comes the song, indeed.
Not just an excellent photographer, also a very good poet, I see.
What some vivid colours. The sun indeed.
Marvelous image Ted! Evokes beautiful thoughts! EXCELLENT!
Jerry in Tampa
Hi Ted! 2008.08.08 is a very special day for Blogtrotter. So, before I start commemorating, let me just tell you how much I appreciate your comments on my blogs! Thanks a lot!
Have a great day and a wonderful weekend!
So many comments have appeared here in my short absence! I hope you all know how much I appreciate your visits. I'm at work now on a new post from this annual sunflower festival in Griswold, CT., and hope to post it here later today. Thanks again for stopping by.
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