An ocean within, drifting,
The hour racing, late,
Until Mary at last, finding,
A refuge, a home, a bed.

~ D.F.


This flower reminds me of a trophoblast, an early embryo, which drifts in the womb before finally implanting.

2 thoughts on “Refuge

  1. Just an incredible photo. Dan. So crystal clear and the colors are brilliant. The insect it is even detailed. I picture this flower opening with the Jefferson Airplane song, “Embryonic Journey,” running through my mind.


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