Today’s piece is an excerpt from my book of devotions “Garden of God’s Heart” because I always think of azaleas when purple comes to mind.
“Like an alien welcomed onto English Victorian soil where most foreigners were spurned, your exotic blooms made their home here in the grey and green, shivering despite wearing your bright, crinkle-edged shawls. Whenever I turn a garden path and see you I am back at Manderley again, down by the Cornish shore, on high, blustery pathways looking out to Smugglers’ Bay, feeling mysterious and windswept.
Your Eastern hues confound us; saffron and amethyst, spice and depth that intoxicate and cheer those of us used to smaller, more subtle (more Anglican) displays of glory. We are learning to see this is not ostentation, but your own natural way, free from artfulness, not tightlipped or anxious like us, but careless, unconscious self-abandonment, true liberty despite edging a rectangle of manicured green; caged and domesticated, but free in your colour-saturated vivacity.”
text and photo © Keren Dibbens-Wyatt 2017
Garden of God’s Heart is available on Amazon, Lulu, and the Barnes and Noble website.