Flames In The Hills - Rhododendron Calendulaceum

What bright bloom is that upon the ridge?

Nestled in the briars and mixed in the twigs?

Look upon the petals, bright orange and bold 

 

As a fire rushing the hill, truth be told. 

 

 An explosion of color, or just a hint 

 

Wrapped in green gloves and heaven sent. 

 

Color that stops you dead in your tracks 

 

 Beauty that startles – you keep looking back. 

 

 

Meant for no one at all or God’s humble child

Graced by viewing Flame Azaleas in the wild!

Live Your Authentic Life - Be The Real You!

Blessings,

Martha