I stumbled across a poem the other day that stirred my soul. It was written by Grace Paley, a poet I had never heard of before. Let me share it with you –

September

Then the flowers became very wild
because it was early September
and they had nothing to lose
they tossed their colors every
which way over the garden wall
splattering the lawn shoving their
wild orange red rain-disheveled faces
into my window without shame

Needless to say, it prompted me to snap a few quick shots of the backyard blossoms before say farewell.

When you read that poem, doesn’t it make you want to savor every moment out of this life we’re given and just blossom with abandon? To live without shrinking back or holding back, fully present and fully engaged, praying that our presence here made this world a more beautiful place.