Blossoming Wisdom

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How many pulses,
how much life force
does it take from seed to bloom?
And never does the flower ask:
Am I too big?
Are my colors too bright?
Is it ok to be true, beautiful?
It blossoms, ever-opening in its season,
perfect way, striking in sweet scent,
innocent and pure in delicate petal, detail
unfurling to wholeness again
and again and again.

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One thought on “Blossoming Wisdom”

  1. I’d just had a look at our tomato and cosmos seed coming up under the grow-light. It was a treat in many ways to read this piece! It’s lovely, and it speaks to a truth that bears thinking about.

    Also, yay flowers! Yay Deb! Yay beautiful poem!

    Lovelove
    pat

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