Oddly Beautiful

Flowers are often assumed to only have bright or pastel colouring.
Such common knowledge was challenged by this stunning black flower.

The oddest that I’d seen were flowers in shades of green yet, the strangest, and oddly very beautiful, are the black flowers - which are not really black.

Deep purple, chocolate brown or other deep shades and tones.
Growing in one of Beacon Hill Park’s many flower gardens last summer was this Zwartkop multi branching Succulent - at first just strange to my eyes, yet as I’ve looked at this picture, very striking.

Knowledge is a feature of familial, community and cultural security, branching from many previous years of experience and study of our parents and ancestors.

Growth and change continues in tandem with each life experience.
Ethics, morals and practices, mostly beautiful and many times different, develop outside of the norms we have known.
The perception of the new, strange and oddly beautiful takes time to develop.

“The eye sees only what the mind is prepared to comprehend.”

~ Robertson Davies, Tempest-Tost

There Are Days

There are days
when colours brighten
the grayness of flattened mood.

There are days
when sounds are clear and true
instead of muffled and discordant

There are days
when voices gently
ease a grown child’s pain

There are days
when laughter and smiles
mingle with tears and sadness.

There are days
when one more moment
becomes a baby step forward

There are days
when insecure fear and grief of the past
slides into the security of the present moment.

“One thing you can’t hide ~ is when you’re crippled inside.”

~ John Lennon

Balancing Security

In security there is balance
unless bars and locks bar the way.

In balance there is security
when our feet are squared and true.

“How one walks through the world, the endless small adjustments of 

balance, is affected by the shifting weights of beautiful things.”

~ Elaine Scarry