inspired by Almond Blossom by Vincent van Gogh and music by Kayleen Asbo by the same name
I want to hang a painting
of almond blossoms
above your bed
so when you wake
the first thing you see
are delicate white petals
and a sky a thousand shades of blue.
I want you to wake every morning
into an ever-emerging sense of spring—
wake into sunshine,
wake to a world of splendor
and extravagant blossoming.
Of course, the fall.
Of course, the struggle.
Of course, the difficult days.
And of course, the almond blossoms,
painted in creams, pinks and greens
each one an insistent grace note
that lingers beyond its season,
promising something improbable
and utterly necessary,
like ever-blooming beauty,
like the light and airy perfume of hope.
Like beauty – delicate, aching, insistent, impossible, necessary – all of that, yes. xoxo
that image, I wonder how Vincent made it, how he found all that beauty in the midst of such pain.
– waking up to an aching world held in almond blossoms is my idea of beauty for sure. Thank you for this beautiful vision.
thank you, Kerry–yes, those almond blossoms. That image, somehow so full of peace and beauty and hope, and to think Vincent painted it as he emerged from such a dark place, a gift for his nephew namesake at his birth … oh this life
Improbable and necessary hope and beauty watching o’er you as you sleep.
you, too–and honestly, Vincent, too. And, well, all of us.