The whisper of dry leaves
Parting to accommodate the stretching
Of things growing taller, wider.
The frantic drumming of little hearts
Creating eddies of air
With delicately powerful moonlit wings
Which is louder in the still of the night
When no one is listening?

(For visually challenged reader, the image shows a woodland scene, where blue butterflies are sitting on the forest floor among tiny mushrooms. Tall trees are visible in the background)
Two inspirations combined this week for the quadrille above. Mish at dVerse is the host for Quadrille #106 – Drum and Sadje’s “What do you see?” photo challenge #34 provided the photo above.
I loved the peaceful beauty of this photo – exactly what I needed to see with all the turmoil in the world. I could imagine the quiet breath of fluttering wings, the hush of the forest. The human photographer must have waited long time, in silence, in order to catch this photo and not disturb the wonder of nature.
Humans disturb nature in so many ways. Reading the essays in The BeZine made me realize the tremendous impact of human behavior, human self-interest and – dare I say it? – human selfishness, on the destruction of our natural world, the destruction of our brothers and sisters, and ultimately, our own destruction.
There is a saying that I’m sure you’ve seen on nature trails, “Take only pictures, leave only footprints.” But what if even our footprints destroy the very things that brought us to the nature trail to begin with? We would be able to take those pictures, but the people coming after us would not. Would getting these pictures be worth that destruction?
©️ 2020 iido
I think it’s a fabulous poem Irma. So poetic and calming.
Thanks for joining in the challenge
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Thank you, Sadje! This was beautiful one – much needed peace amidst the current upheavals.
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You’re welcome my friend
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beautiful poem Irma, the sounds make no difference without an audience – so well said – I was mesmerised
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I think you’re right, Gina – they sounds are there whether we can hear them or not. Nature is not just there for our listening pleasure! Hope you are doing well, dear friend!
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a beautiful sensitive poem and sentiments Irma … I feel your deep sadness and pray somethings may improve radically eg our attitudes and our care of country! Take care precious ❤
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Thanks, Kate! Does it seem like we’ve hit rockbottom yet? 😂😂😳
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doubtful …. 🙂
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I think you’re right about that…
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The poem’s so delicate and so very evocative!
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Thank you! I’m glad it resonated with you!
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My pleasure!
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You captured the essence of the pic so beautifully. “Delicately powerful”…indeed.
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Thank you so much, Punam! Butterflies as such exquisite creatures! Did you know they liquify their caterpillar selves while in the cocoon and then reform as a butterfly? Fascinating!
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I didn’t know that! Very fascinating! You are so welcome, Irma. I always learn something new from your posts. ❤️
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Absolutely lovely and magical..butterflies are definitely magical! 😊 💖.
PS there is a recent story I posted with a mermaid illustration. I will be posting a part 2 to the story with the finished illustration of the mermaid as well. 🤗 ❤️
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Mermaids and butterflies…oh, if only real life was as magical! Will head over to yours to check out your story!
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I agree. 😊❤️
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Ahhhhh its soothing and calminh Irma..and i think you are in your best element when you write about nature …a💞💞💞
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Awww, thanks, Mich! I do like writing about nature even though I am really not a nature girl (too many bugs!)
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Lol….i agree..i love nature but the bugs and mosquitoes are really arrggh making it so hard..
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I love the gentle whisper of the words of your poem. Very special.
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Thank you, Chris! The picture seemed to need that gentle touch…
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Absolutely!
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I love how you talked about the silence when no one is listening… that is when magic is made.
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So true, Björn!
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