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a lone violet against a black backdrop

Note the patience of a violet

who, when heavy with bee,

droops and bows and nearly

breaks, as the strange creature

bumbles deep within; brought

low to the ground, she waits

her release, knowing that

all of life would cease

without the patience of a violet.

What else besides a violet does this poem bring to your mind? (I’m continually trying to become a better poet. It’s difficult for me to know if readers will have the same associations or bring up the same imagery in their minds. I appreciate any and all feedback!)

© 2021 Christina Chase

Feature Photo by Michael Rodock on Unsplash

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Although crippled by disease, I'm fully alive in love. I write about the terrible beauty and sacred wonder of life, while living with physical disability and severe dependency. A revert to the Catholic faith through atheism, I'm not afraid to ask life's big questions. I explore what it means to be fully human through my weekly blog and have written a book: It's Good to Be Here, published by Sophia Institute Press.

5 thoughts on “Patient Leave a comment

  1. Thank you for your poems which stimulate and enrich our minds and hearts! Keep on creating them!
    Patience is a great virtue and enumerated as one of the Fruits of the Holy Spirit in the Bible. We humans have to work hard to attain to this virtue. The little violet, thankfully, is naturally programmed by God to act “prudently and patiently” in this case of beneficent survival for God’s creation.


  2. Beautiful poem!
    Reading this over and over many times and sharing it with my dear mom, we had a vision that the beautiful violet could be someone possibly suffering something. The Bee could be a virus, sickness, or disability causing the violet to be weak, and almost broken. But through patients the violet will survive by letting the bee
    do what it needs to do to restore and pollinate other violets/flowers.
    As we live our life today as a “beautiful violet” Patients comes through trusting God.
    To keep fighting knowing God will carry us and give us what we need to survive.

    Happy sacred heart of Jesus month!


  3. I love this Poem especially this one.
    It brings back a moment in time when my twin sister and I were young, and would go into the woods to pick wildflowers (especially “violets” my mother’s favorite) for our Mother.
    Oh, how happy this token of love would bring her!
    She would then place them in a small vase in front of her statue of Mary.
    It was so long ago, but you make it feel like it was yesterday,
    I thank you so so much Christina.

    Love ❤️
    Joan Bussiere

    Sent from my iPhone


  4. Hi Christina,

    Your poems are insightful and beautiful. The Holy Spirit will continue to lead you down the path as a poet. You are truly a blessing in my life. As a brain cancer survivor, the violet resonated with me.

    Peace, Ed


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