When we only allow time for a superficial glance, we miss the wonders that await a patient, closer look. Looking around my November garden, I spot something that still has leaves: a rhododendron.
Endless multi-coloured dots
speckle burgundy leaves,
wondrous as a starlit night.
Buds wrapped tight
like an Egyptian mummy,
to be reborn in the spring.
"No object is mysterious. The mystery is your eye."
Elizabeth Bowen
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