Napa Valley, California CalendulaI am the wild calendula flower.Enchanting and bright, I know how to heal.I soothe all the wounds with my one prayer,Living to open, loving to unveil.Pinpoint of the gold, your true guide I am.Serendipity is our family.Coming from the blessed Seed of Abraham,I feed all the bees with just plain beauty.In the minuscule, I like to retreat,Dancing with the Name, eternal being.Friending the mustards, I flow in all heart,I bow to your soul, the precious sunset.If you come near me, sensing the living,Your self becomes ours, your life becomes art. Nature & Medicinal GardenEmilie CrespApril 9, 2022Flowers, poems, poetry, Poems, care, nature, beauty, ColorsComment Facebook0 Twitter 0 Likes