I Am Like a Rose
I am myself at last; now I achieve
My very self, I, with the wonder mellow,
Full of fine warmth, I issue forth in clear
And single me, perfected from my fellow.
Here I am all myself. No rose-bush heaving
Its limpid sap to culmination has brought
Itself more sheer and naked out of the green
In stark-clear roses, than I to myself am brought.
Poetry is such a personal thing. But it seems that more often than not, when friends share some stanzas of poetry with me, I find that it resonates with me at some level. Like the passage above, sent by a friend yesterday. It’s perfect for me and where I’m at right now…
These past few days have had me falling in love hard and fast. With just about everything. Some of these include
–My first few steps at learning parsel-tongue. So I can call myself a genuine digital humanist.
–Hot waffles full of melted cheese when it’s cold and rainy outside.
–Sitting cross-legged on my fluffy carpet every morning, as I contemplate the day ahead.
–Cooking crepes (in my new Calphalon pan) and pots of soup and cinnamon rolls and fresh bread.
–Hamburgers (at Haven and Bruxie and Ruta’s and In-n-Out and Norm’s and the Grinder and…) Have I mentioned that these past few months I have been craving hamburgers? Just craving.
–Making travel plans (with a flight leaving in just a few hours!).
–A friend’s offering of Girl Scout cookies, after an evening of talking, talking, talking.
–Joan Jett (she is so rocker-tough-cool).
–Being in first place until the final round of pub trivia, on our team’s very first attempt at working together (and I so want them all on team next time!).
–Snuggling into the cozy purple chair for movie night.
–Sepia-toned photos (for decoupage).
–A somewhat spontaneous piano concerto concert and the good conversation afterwards.
–An important package that arrived in the mail today and the awesome friends who signed for it while I was away at work.
–Huge hugs from CatGirl and GameBoy when I walk in the door each evening.
–Tea and shawls. Tea and shawls. Tea and shawls….