20 August – Honeysuckle hope

This is the first year I’ve looked around carefully enough to see,
after honeysuckle finishes flowering come bursts of bright rubies.
Fragrance fades, petals fall, but shining in their stead,
clusters of radiant berries adorn it with new found brilliant red.
It’s a simple, obvious picture, but no less hopeful, profound and true,
when what you’re known for fades, unexpected fruit still comes from you.
So trust in the turning season, trust even as blooms spoil and spill,
without the loss of what is, tomorrow’s promise cannot be fulfilled.