Sight sees,
on Sundays,
beds of bowing
sunflowers, bowing
in beauty, not weeping
from weary, caught under
careful clouds; to comfort, not
to crush, sweet simplicity in growing
gardens, growing gold, going on, going green.
Sight sees, on Sundays, harmony reigning majestically.


All words and photographs by Damien B. Donnelly

2 thoughts on “GOLDEN HARMONIES

  1. memadtwo

    We have some magnificent sunflowers growing in the median on Broadway–they brighten every corner of the world. (K)

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