Planted by the wind
watered by rain
a seed grows in the garden
A rose, by the looks of it
Will it be an English rose or something wild
that suffocates all other shrubs
for now
I will let it grow
until it flowers
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One of the pleasures of preparing the spring garden is finding volunteer seedlings from the previous year’s fruits. I would normally find tiny tomato and parsley plants. Sometimes there’d be lettuce. One year, we got watermelon seedlings two years after we had watermelons in the garden. Yesterday, I had a most curious find – a seedling that looks like a rose plant. I am both awed and pleased by this discovery because this plant seemed to have started from seed. Considering that there are several varieties of rose plants in the yard in addition to the wild one that grows in the edges, I wonder what this plant will be like.
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Sounds like such a delightful surprise along wiht curious anitcipation of what nature might have in store.
It is indeed. 🙂 I so look forward to see what it will turn out and I will share it. Promise. 🙂
So nice when nature leaves you little surprise gifts.
It is. 🙂
Thanks for dropping by, Mish.
It will be fun to watch the mystery unfold!
It is. I can’t wait to see it grow and bloom (hopefully). I will share what I learn. 🙂
Interesting idea that what’s wild suffocates the other shrubs.
Unfortunately, the wild rose that grows here grows all over and can outcompete the other plants. This wild rose has clusters of white flowers the size of a dianthus.
What a lovely poem, Imelda. It sounds so sweet. I’m guessing the wild plant will grow into something very beautiful. Maybe it will grow into a flower you’ve never seen before. Sometimes you just don’t know what seeds a wind can blow right at you 🙂 Lovely capture as usual. Your photography is always on point no matter how busy your life is. Summer is right around the corner for you, so happy summer 🙂
I do hope the plant is of something beautiful. I am so excited about it I check how it is doing everyday! 🙂 Thanks for the kind words, Mabel. 🙂
I like the implication of allowing what is wild within you to have its time.
It can lead to something great, hopefully. 🙂
I love finding those little surprises in the garden! This spring we have masses of forget-me-nots from somewhere. I especially like the lines:
‘Planted by the wind
watered by rain’,
the best gardeners!
Thanks, Kim. Forget-me-nots will be such lovely surprises in the garden. 🙂
Yes I do love those little surprises too… sometimes you find new treasures, sometimes weed. Just be careful about what might come from birdseed
Ah… that will be something to watch out for. Right now, it sounds exciting. 🙂
What a lovely surprise in your yard, Imelda. Somehow, as I read your poem, in particular the line about the new shoot suffocating other shrubs and your tentative permission towards it, I was wondering if this was about some kind of relationships. A thoroughly enjoyable quadille moment nonetheless.
Thanks, Colin. I was not thinking about relationships then but the Bible passage about God allowing the wheat and the weeds to grow together until harvest time influenced that line. So, in a sense, this poem touches on human nature as well.