Pudgy Indian

Tulips blaze in a Fiery glaze
upon my dining room table.
Dusty gray pink red
on the outside of its
soft alluring petals.
A rich soft red on the inside.
A gentle cup,
reaching to the sky,
reaching for the Love
she receives in a dance
so slow and sweet
you don't see it happening,
but you know it is there. You feel the power,
and know it is there...
all atop a strong green stem
with long wide
flat leaves
wrapping lovingly,
seductively,
around it in a tiny pot of soil.

The dance of life is happening
on my dining room table.
A blessing.

Inside this
"bath of life"
emerges
a gentle sweet scent
that touches
the deepest parts of my soul.
I gaze inside the tulips cup of life
to see being born
from the depths,
rising up
from the ash colored
flame with
gentle reminders of yellow sun
strewn throughout,
whose flames lick up the base
of each petal...
Like a phoenix rising,
a three section
yellow pistel,
a reminder of the triple goddess,
surrounded by six
slender pointy stamen
covered in black polleny life.

The world has given birth anew.
Spring is in the air.
Time to share Love
with the world.