Trinity Blooms
The trinity stands tall,
ready to bloom;
beside it a single stalk
leans away,
closed and alone.
Two Amaryllis branches sprout from one bulb,
planted in the same earth,
and nurtured with the same intention;
Yet one reaches out its red beauty,
the embodiment of faith, hope, and love,
while the other is intent on holding back,
sealing itself like the world filled with
hate, fear, and despair.
Single-minded negativity
may struggle against the sun,
but it cannot win.
The bright crimson blooms
are not the blood of hate,
but the heart of love.
Where there is hope,
and where there is life,
love must win over hate.
~Elise Skidmore ©2017
A beautiful flower, and a very profound poem.
Thank you so much, Rosemary. This was one of the poems that resonated with me on different levels, so I’m glad to see some of that came through when you read it.
Nice poetry: strong imagery and important message.
Thank you so much, Alan. It means a lot to hear you say so.