Delightful Disarray

Flowers...

One of my love languages

A fairest delight

Whether they be from

my yard

Mom's garden

Fields of wildflowers

or

particular florists who know the artistry of arrangement

The choice, the color, the combination

that's what I adore about bouquets

few are the floristas who are spot on for my particular taste

Mom's blooms gently placed in retired

local, honey jars, or the timeless Mason jar

each placed perfectly

each wild, feminine

the flowery design

is but

cleverly hued

distinctive in its tousled, thoughtful beauty

magnificent hues that enchant my soul

Oh, would there be such delightful beauty as this within my spirit

Oh, that the gift of being present in the presence of others

would draw them close to the God of all wonder, mystery and creation

Oh, that I could be but a simple vessel for the untamed glory of

Peach-tinged, Joseph's Coat Climbers

Spirited, violet Blue Salvia

Happy, coral Gerbera Daisies

Climbing, lavender Clematis

Softest puttied Lamb's Ear Trailing, indigo Petunias

Popping, pink Peonies

Consider this, my friend

should we meet someday

may my heart adorn you with a flower-laden Joseph's Coat of Many Colors

and may you hear a whisper in your ear,

that you

too

are a delightfully disarrayed vessel of glorious splendor