A spot of life

purple

In an abandoned lot,

surrounded by fences holding nothing but what was,

the smallest flower grew in between cracks of pavement.

A spot of life at the foot of a dilapidated building.

Its color made brilliant in comparison to its grim surroundings.

Deep purple against grey,

against impossible odds,

against rubbled soil and concrete,

growing past the edge of shadow cast from crumbling walls.

Growing through crossing wire barriers that would keep out and hold in.

Holding to an instinct that called it to thrive.

It pressed toward the light.

Petals to the sun.

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20 thoughts on “A spot of life

  1. So profound! Another deeper lesson from Nature.
    “through crossing wire barriers that would keep out and hold in.” “Holding to an instinct that called it to thrive.” Your way with words is so inspiring to me! And this flower pic is phenomenal! The light from within…a lesson in itself. Wow — just wow! I’m not sure how much the impact of your poem would have without the visual — hard to separate them, but the image is powerful.

  2. Thank you, Renae! I’m so glad that you liked it. I always try to have the image and words work together. Not sure if it always comes across. This flower was already bright purple, but I did do some editing on it to darken the background a bit and make it pop! I’m always pleased to hear from you – I respect your photographic eye!! Thanks again for reading. 🙂

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