The beauty of simplicity
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I walk and I see
The beauty of simplicity
That one buttercup standing out
Shooting upward among short green grass
Calling out, screaming out for my discernment
I answer in spite of myself and approach as a somnambulist,
Hand stretched out ready to stroke the stem, the petals, gently
Guiding it toward my tool of appreciation, the more I use it on the
Small, the further is its individuality magnified… I close onto its delicacy,
Its silky petals, the brightness of unadulterated yellow, the intricacies of its
Nerve map, the bulge of its heart and discover the secret of purity.
Je marche et je vois
La beauté de la simplicité
Cet unique bouton d’or saillir
Jaillir vers le haut parmi l’herbe
Courte et verte criant, hurlant pour
Mon discernement, je réponds malgré moi
Et approche comme un somnambule, main tendue
Prêt à carresser la tige, les pétales, le guidant
Doucement vers mon outil d’appréciation, plus je l’utilise
Sur l’insignifiant, plus est amplifié son individualité… je ferme
Sur sa délicatesse, ses pétales soyeux, la luminosité du jaune pur, les subtilités
De sa carte de nerfs, le renflement de son coeur et découvre le secret de la pureté.
Bright & delicate
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Mysterious & comely
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So much exquisiteness!
Oh! Thank you! It’s so nice to get such kind comments, my appreciation goes toward your thoughtfulness 🙂
Enjoy your weekend!
Love your description in poetic mode… Buttercups are among my favourites especially when we see fields full of them 🙂
They are a truly special flower but what struck me most in that encounter was its radiant simplicity which brought out a rare kind of beauty, why it was so clear ,I have no idea it’s one of these unique moments 🙂