sunflower

by walterdoege

here is spring season…I welcome every season, but summer is stressful to me because of high heat…my body don’t like…even though I want to be capable to enjoy summer…I remember the music ‘summertime’…with the tempestuous arrival of spring I listened yesterday B. Dylan recent work ‘the tempest’…somehow very different from the other work I feel a strong bass and a fast melodic and harmonic shuffle…the lyrics always touch my soul…his lyrics are poems…’how many deaths must a man will take, before yoy can call him a man’…so, I don’t know…I am letting myself go with the flow of the seasons…and perhaps I will travel in summer…I know, I go with myself in every travel…so, this trip summer is close to a dream…nowadays I don’t like very much travelings…much effort…some little travel, and come home…at summer stay in home is a good choice for me…work, do what I have to do and come home…now, my house is a home, a sweet home…a nestle in every season…a shelter, a protection…my deep protection is love…my deep protection is to love, this love inside myself that I share…I trust in human goodness…I trust myself, I trust yourself…so, walking down the streets, in a short walk, for doing what I had to do yesterday, I push myself to an open attitude for the events…openness is important thing…I try to think nothing…reveries of days gone by…wishing  good tomorrows…at supermarket I see a rare flower, amaryllis…I purchased my weekly flowers for my weekly bouquet…my weekly arrangement of flowers…and I realized that some flowers also like the night…I am not alone!…some birds sing at night, some flowers blossom at night together with the stars and the moon and my well being at night…the night comes to me a serenity…that’s good I can not change nature…I must adapt myself to nature flow, to time flow, to seasons flow…I send my questions to the wind, I listen the lyrics ‘the answer is blowing in the wind’…even though I send almost no question and I am not looking for answers nowadays…some state of mind close to meditation and contemplation…once more i realized that the light of the stars and the moon come from the sun…and yesterday, as today, the sun is sparkling shinny light, the temperature is warmth, the sky is blue, i feel me well, so, I try to not complain, I try to complain one time a day…I am trying to enjoy any moment…any moment shows a subtil beauty, any moment shows an invitation to live…lovers, keep on living…during my little walk and after my shopping travel, I noticed a big flower…yellow colouful…bright and alone…other flowers I see too, but this flower was alone, was unique at a landscape…near a café I like to go…I sit down in the café, ask fro a coffee and water and stan a long time watching this flower…it seems this flowers was talking to me…and I was talking to her too…at the horizon a beautiful and preety blue sundown with pink streaks, pink color…after a while, the night arrived slowly…the stars, the night sky, the new moon…the new moon is very little at this hour of my coffee…I was contemplating and so, I realized the hour at the clock…time to go to my another task…before going back I still waited a while watching that lonely flower that was a compannion at sundown…I send to this flower my regards…I send my greetings to the flowers of the night, but that lonely flower send to me a brilliant joy as if saying ‘it’s all right, go on…go on to the road’…so, I say silently to that flower that she, the flower, make that moment a great moment, I know the light of the stars come from sun…I like the sun, but the night is my mistress…so, I say silently ‘fareweel, sunflower…I must get my road’….such a good sunflower