i am amazed all over again each spring as i watch the poppies bloom.

with buds so huge  that they look nearly too big for the stalks of the plant,

sometimes they do droop a bit under the weight.

they have almost a living armor which is rough with menacing, spike-ish leaves.

then they open

revealing the most delicate of petals

almost like the fine paper

pages in very old

bibles.

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beautiful.

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graceful.

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fragile.

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amazing, all over again.

‘fragile’ taken from 8:14 of job.