Whispers of Light

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Mish is happy to be our host for dVerse Poets “Open Link Night”.

Here’s my poem inspired by your beautiful gazania photos, incorporating a line from Mary Oliver’s “Daisies”:


Image from dVerse Poets

After bringing them home,
they stand like bright guards
in the garden’s embrace,
their petals a burst of sun,
a spectrum of dawns.

In the day, they bloom,
each ray stretching to touch
the golden warmth,
each petal a poem of light,
whispering tales of sun and soil.

Yet, as shadows grow long,
a quiet magic unfolds—
like secrets held in cupped hands,
they fold their rays inward,
retreating into night’s gentle hush.

Mary Oliver’s words flutter by,
“In the morning light, the morning glories open,”
and I see the parallel
of these daisies,
turning in, not from sorrow,
but a tender reverence for the dark.

I bought them for their designs,
each a canvas of nature’s art,
but now I see their deeper story:
a dance of light and dark,
a rhythm of closure and bloom,
mirroring the world’s own breath.

Beneath the surface, there lies more—
not just flowers but keepers of night’s secrets,
waiting for the dawn,
to open again,
to whisper once more
the tales of light.


Source: “Daisies” by Mary Oliver

Image from dVerse Poets

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7 responses to “Whispers of Light”


  1. Thank you so much Mish!!!❤️🎉💯


  2. A breathtaking poem and lovely incorporation of Mary Oliver’s line. I like the thread that runs through this of sun and darkness, whispers and secrets, morning and night…especially this…
    “a dance of light and dark,
    a rhythm of closure and bloom,
    mirroring the world’s own breath”


  3. I love this! Especially these lines: “turning in, not from sorrow,
    but a tender reverence for the dark.”
    It’s a really nice way to recognize the beauty in all of the different stages of a living thing


  4. Lovely poem that incorporates both the images and Mary Oliver then gives your seasoned perspective that pulls them together. My favorite lines/philosophy:

    “turning in, not from sorrow,
    but a tender reverence for the dark.”


  5. I love the turning to dark, or to decay maybe. We have to embrace both I think….


  6. I really love these lines:
    “but now I see their deeper story:
    a dance of light and dark,
    a rhythm of closure and bloom,
    mirroring the world’s own breath.”


  7. so beautiful, Celeste 🤍

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