The Orchid Journal

Silent souls in silvery, shimmery gossamer glide gleefully through the garden; lifting loftily, laughingly in faltering flaps as they flit from flow'r to flow'r. In iridescent irises, rambling roses tube tongue uncurls tentatively sipping sweet, syrupy nectar voraciously to nourish the fragile frame. Princely purples, wedding white, vibrant orange; Clownish colors catch the morning light adding artistic articulation of movement to the delicate dancers.

Impermanent The sun came up today. The sun came up today behind the Catalinas. The sun came up today behind the Catalinas, shyly peaking over the ridge and bursting forth in all it's morning glory. The sun stayed up all day. The sun stayed up all day in the wide bright blue, called sky. The sun stayed up all day in the wide bright blue, called sky, slowly gliding along illuminating thoughts of busily living world. The sun went down tonight. The sun went down tonight behind the Tucson mountains. The sun went down tonight behind the Tucson mountains, gently falling, sending last rays of hopefulness beaming over the ridges. The darkness fell this day like darkness falls on days that the sun goes down. Tomorrow the light will brighten up the day like all days upon which the sun rises. I woke today. I woke today and forgot to praise my God. I woke today and forgot to praise my God for the light shining steadily and the newly minted day. I lived today. I lived today moments idly passing...