In the light of a brand new moon, the late August blooming of the David Austin rose in my garden called simply "Heritage".
The perfect shape and glowing petals were a fine earthly counterpoint to the new moon dropping below the western horizon in early evening. The fragile lunar crescent poured her light out over the garden, Jupiter twinkled, and the rose lifted her face, gifting the realm of night with her own light and fragrance and song.
All the core elements of good counterpoint were there - a flowing lyrical relationship between two or more entities independent in their contour and rhythm, but seamlessly interwoven in lineament and harmony.
Moon, planet and rose were exquisite in themselves, but together they formed a greater wholeness - as Cassie, Himself and I did for so many years and Spencer, Himself and I are doing now. Ever companions, we compliment other perfectly and last night we were all out there in the garden together, breathing gently in and out in the early darkness. Cassie was right there with us, and I could feel her leaning happily against me as she did in life at such times - she loved late August moons and roses, and she would not miss such a night with us for anything.
7 singing pebbles:
Great sense of it all!
Your blog is always beautiful, but I think the title "Moon by rose light" hits a new high.
Such a luminous rose! Exquisite description of her "lifting her face gifting the night with her own light..." My heart sighs at the image... And - a touch of sadness from this heart as well when you write about Cassie... Lately my Heart is moved by loss and grief...
Twinkle, Twinkle * - Christine
Just lovely..... And I love that you refer to your man as "Himself". I do the same with my own beloved. I can relate to Mystic Meanderings....my heart is moved by loss and grief as well. And, "lifting her face gifting the night with her own light...." is just exquisite imagery. Thank you....
So beautiful (the rose) and elegant (your writing) and sweet (Cassie)
Hi Cate
Beautifully said, I love roses and your Austin is glorious. There is nothing better than sitting with family in the garden.
Regards
Guy
How beautiful in every way.
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