A poppy in my hands

The poppy in Anns garden filled my palms today. So big, so gorgeous.
Except the dazzling red, the colour that striked me was the dark matt purple of the seeds inside.
And the glowing black drawn petals inside the actual petals.
Such outstanding beauty!

Ann said we can now do the Smooth Step and think of the poppy.
I felt my hands move like opening petals and my legs grounded in the earth like the stable but also flexible poppy stalk.
So inspiring!

I so hope I can inspire people like Ann and the poppy did for me today.
Such greatness and gratefullness.