Better than Expected
You stumble on the picture while looking for something suitable
for this season of ice and cold. Something to match
the winter weather that holds the landscape captive.
It is unseasonably yellow. A single bright flower in a field.
Not at all what you were seeking. Not at all your mood,
but perhaps it is something better: what you needed.
About this poem
Could be a “story of my love” poem. Could be an “about my circumstances” poem. Could be a “finding faith after you thought you lost it” poem. The point is, beauty and wonder and grace is everywhere.
And worth grasping when it comes.