Nothing inspires quite like nature. Admittedly, I’m usually inspired to slather on sunscreen and run from the bugs, but on those rare occasions when I can wander a cultivated garden it is pure bliss.
The Botanical Gardens nearest my home are a wonderful sample of what Paradise could be. Within a few minutes among the roses, hostas, and iris, the tension subsides, making room for creativity to flow. I may not be much good as an outdoors-woman, but I’m excellent at appreciating its beauty!
Here is a haiku triplet I wrote on one such visit:
A water’s whisper
bids me stay, and learn how
to still the rushing.
The path that winds back
upon itself lets each one meet
again, but newly.
Raindrops make ripples;
softened pebbles from the sky,
their presence soon forgot.
How are you inspired by nature?