Pagosa Springs Artists

Magnolia Mine

 

Magnolia mine, old southern bloom,
once planted north, you come too soon.

Magnolia mine, each branch a chain
of diamond drops through ice or rain.

Magnolia mine, though you can’t wait,
your swelling buds tempt a frozen fate.

Magnolia mine, your blossoms speak
of  life restored,  winter’s defeat.

Magnolia mine,  that I could show
a flower of  faith like those you grow!  

 

first published in Lutheran Digest

also published in PICTURE HEALING Chapbook

©2002 Bonnie Manion

   

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