Poppy in the Rain
Caught on young poppy bud
Buds and capsule
Origin of Life
The auto focus of my little Lumix
simply refused to cooperate -
still, I really liked this scene at the lily pond.
After all, it may have taken a microscope
to catch the action of living things
in what appeared outwardly only inanimate matter.
"Summer set lip to earth's bosom bare,
And left the flushed print in a poppy there:
Like a yawn of fire from the grass it came,
And the fanning wind puffed it to flapping flame."
"Love! I fall into the claws of Time:
But lasts within a leavèd rhyme
All that the world of me esteems --
My withered dreams, my withered dreams."
Quoted from "The Poppy"
By Francis Thompson
((1859 - 1907))
Photographed by Merisi
in the Alpine Garden
of the Belvedere