Careful growth among the trees has bound about the glossy leaves, as fruit from the plant exists, in our minds, there is a bridge,
That holds us all to look and see, the bees, the light, the wandering glee.
Each vessel rises perfect, in its growth among the green,
How among us always, could its presence be.
Through gracious host, and times pure heart it may seem perfect still,
Watch it close and see it struggle, finding its way to life, flowers bent and brown among them, it rises as it will, the white of sweet magnolia sings its quiet song.
Ralph E Peck
Photograph by Ralph Peck
Claremore Performing Arts Center
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