Life is a wide pool.
It takes plunges to the deep
To find an ocean.
one flower = one plunge in the pool after work
KL is serene tonight to plunge to a bowl of light in the dark
graphs of my Universe
Life is a wide pool.
It takes plunges to the deep
To find an ocean.
one flower = one plunge in the pool after work
KL is serene tonight to plunge to a bowl of light in the dark
Are we decorated
By life?
Or is life decorated
By us?
—
a lobby well decorated
A little frog leaps
Across ocean in a pail.
Clean water splashes.
—
ranunculus, the little frogs ☺️
Failure seems ordinary
As I am tested every day
And pass
With or without flying colours.
I just need
A faith to cling that
I am not alone battling.
There is you.
There is
You.
—
very much welcome – tested by beauty; i could not stop wowing in silence 😍
i am fasting and getting tested with these sweets and freshness 😍 not difficult to pass this easy test though
I can see beauty
Through silhouette in the dark
With thin shed of light.
—
Light brings bright to rose.
Light brings image to her eyes.
Bright in and bright out--
—
I'm foraging beauty
On my way to work,
To shop,
To travel,
To eat out;
And
On my way to kitchen,
To balcony,
To a room,
To the loo.
Beauty is just scattered by
You.
—
white, yellow, fragrant, pretty, soon to dry then to produce seed for another orchid to bloom 💕
blooming time for the pigeon orchids along the Yio Chu Kang Road next to my office – this appearance can be seen in almost all of the big trees around this road
What makes you pretty
Is the smile
That is pulled
From two extremes,
Left and right.
The extremes make you pretty.
Oh, Dear!
You're extremely pretty.
—
extremely pretty 💕
Among petit rain
Bright colours start a new day.
Beauty knows her way.
—
orchids
My heart is a garden of roses
That bloom
When I feel
You.
My heart is a garden of thorns
That prick
When I think of
You.
—
wishing that a climbing rose grows and blooms happily in the kitchen door 💕 my guests will feel the beauty without having to think of the gardening
picture from Pinterest
Beautiful is
Colour composition
In flower arrangement, or
Poetic diction
In a simple verse.
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beautiful!
A home, Beloved,
Where orchids bloom silently
Giving a surprise.
——
can you see a long spike there? how didn’t I see it before my trip? it should have been around for around 2-3 weeks 😍
a bud! 💕
Where is home?
It is where roses dry out
Silently on a table
With their colours and shapes.
Where is home?
It is also where roses grow
Peacefully in the garden
With their beauty and scent.
Where is home?
It is where roses are
Sincerely exist in life
With their space and time.
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left it on Oct 24 evening, will meet them again on Oct 30 morning in a home
What’s hidden’s beauty
Admiring silently.
Reciprocity—
——
getting off from bus #857, i saw something silently looking at me as saying “hey, sweet heart how was your day?”
it’s this beauty!
Do you know,
Beloved…?
In the middle of a water
Tossing wildly a Land
Stretching like a tail,
Tinted with merry tiny blossoms
Willing to smile
In May summed up are they.
Bearing light fragrance
Infusing air elegantly
For you, only for you—
Do you also know,
Beloved…?
I lullaby some seeds
That wake up lazily,
Stretch to the sky
Then sprinkle perfumes
With thousands of flowers
In the 9th month
Being warm and fuzzy
In the other half
For you, only for you—
For you
Whether to take
Or to give up.
There is no heaviness in a no.
There is no lightness in a yes.
There is pain in silence.
Yet life is so rich,
There is always cure
For any wound.
Let poems sing heart songs
For you, only for you.
——
Those nodding orchids
Complying with breeze flow hum,
Dance then fly away.
——
life is just like that ♥️
found the ID: Brassavola Great Egret
the other one finally bloomed yesterday, both dancing together since then
the slowest to bloom among the gang yet the most gracefully dancing
Summer is calling
With tint pallet of the east.
Bright. Fascinating.
——
colours
There’s a crook
I can’t understand.
It is when I saw
You in silence
And said in heart
“I find no reason in
You for me to love but
What is this emotion?”
There’s another
I can understand.
It is when I felt
A warm summer
And said in heart
“There’s enough reason to love
You in silence
That forever blooms.”
No reason is needed to love
For love is blind.
Yet there’s reason to keep the love
For love is the only kind.
It’s time
When it’s time.
——
my orchids after one week left home alone
welcome! my orchids have taught me that flowers bloom when it’s time; not to be seen, not to be picked, not to be admired; they’re blooming simply to bloom — there’s only one reason to understand: it’s time
what is her ID? unknown and still beautifully blooming
with a line of my white shirts hanging as the background, this oncidium is gonna be yellow
another stem of oncidium waiting for its timing to greet me with yellow
dendrobium peeps again — thank you
dendrobium from the same cluster in the same pot that keeps greeting me with health and happiness
I see you, beauty
When I walk or sit or rest.
You’re sheer, true yet mute.
——
beauty is everywhere, dancing in silence 💕
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