Staring at The Flower

Staring

at

The Flower

By: Stacy Day

Superbloom

Misterwives

Introduction:

The Journey continues.

It all began in the cold month of December 2020. When two old friends, sat in a car designed a plan. At the start of journey, it was only a familiar face with a familiar dream. Over the years of writing. We became the sun. We set ourselves on fire. We regrew our mind. We climbed up mountains both real and invisible. We flew on love into the sky. That floated us to the moon. That the emotion waves dropped us into the ocean.

In the Ocean we rode the wave into shore.

We knew what wave was upon us. In the waiting for the Dream World to become the reality. We sit in the memories of discovering. Slowly turning the dial and screen. Seeing what The Wave was. The Wave washed us in love. That we stared at The Flower.

Remembering a familiar face. As we wrote we loved ourselves. Day in and out. Searching within. Digging into the core. Pulling out all the toxic. That left flowers to grow were once were ruins. Slowly in the journey to joy. We started to seed a garden. That garden grew and grew and grew. There was rain showers. In the rain showers it brought flowers.

Daisies

Katy Perry

In those flowers melodies could be heard.

Music notes danced throughout The Joy Garden. Revealing what a handsome face as been doing away from me. That the villain was never the villain. He was once a prince. He turned into a King. A King that believed in me when no one else did.

In the middle of the garden. There stood a golden statue.

I Ain’t Worried, about My Joy Garden.