God sings––we hum along––asimple beautiful song. Mitch AlbomMysteriaby Elece HollisShe dangles in clusters,Purple like grapes,Kind as a friend's smileDelicate as sweet peas On the vine.She dances with breeze,Purple in the greenSoft as satin leavesFluttering in betweenEarth and sky.She is southern as tea,Cool and worry freeIn the humidityThe withering heatMysterious––wisteria.

      O world, as God has made it! All is beauty.    Robert Browning. Song  by Elece Hollis   The sun is hot on the meadow grass A sweet cool shower makes a pass Cools the air while the sun still shines Waters weeds and drips down vines.   The sun so hot... Continue Reading →

Plainly BeautifulBy EleceHow plain you are––how colorless. What do you know of show?I have a bit of colorMost will never know.I've never seen you blooming;I don't believe you do!I don't bloom just exactly As God meant you to do.Some folks just don't have colorThey are lifeless and alone.It's just that I bloom quietlyHome and in my zone.Some... Continue Reading →