watercolor flowers & other pretty fading things
(watercolor painting by me)
"though the grass withers and the flower fades, the Word remains"
- Isaiah 40:8
This is my eighth NaPo. Everything here has been said already, I am simply walking through my annual habits, straightening over-used words, tending perennials, and yet isn't everything strangely new? The sun brighter, the birds more-alive, and every locust chirping in calculated crescendo.
Isn't poetry interesting in how persistent it is? Long after buildings crumble, and gardens perish, long after the wound has healed and the offense has been forgiven, these little words remain, as if the words could breathe and live on their own.
If you read the Hebrew and Christian scriptures, you know that God was the first poet - could that mean our uneven verses always reach for meaning? The prophet Isaiah says it is the Word, which is persistent, yes even eternal, amidst all the many temporary things we might hold on to.
That isn't to say that those little breaths of air, and turns of tide, and sun-set moments are inconsequential; in fact maybe it is their temporariness that makes them more important in a way. It is maybe the fact that the watercolor flower will not bloom or grow roots which makes her so beautiful.
And I want to write something beautiful. I want to write something meaningful about what might very well be meaningless, if only to keep a folded scrap of paper tucked away in my hand, if only to hold these pretty moments tighter as if they might be anchors, if only to believe that words matter; and there is something here that continues on.
Thank you for reading with me, I will be reading along with you too.
alliyah
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