To My Flowers
To my flowers
My wild dandelions, roses, gladioli, orchids, and sunflowers
You make me feel like the wind
I am grateful for you
You welcome me in
You give me freedom to penetrate your conscious and heart
Allowing me to freely be me in honesty, whether humorous, dramatic, emotional, or dark
You see me
And I see you
I have a letter, a story to tell
For each one of you
When life gets hard and even when things are good
Here, in this garden, you can always feel understood
And when you run out of the words to say
Allow me to poetically serenade you in artistic expression and wordplay
I blow on you, freely running through the petals of your stature
You experience the essence of repaying me with interest, tears, and laughter
You are my eyes
Together there is nothing we cannot see
For with you my voice can rise
And freely we can just be
Allowing the world to see our beauty
Facing challenges with authority
Restoring the earth with our love
Replenishing the crops with our grace
Glorifying and honoring God above
And sharing the bliss and enrapturing of His embrace
Taking hold and holding on to the joy within
To my beautiful, strong, exceptional flowers
Sincerely, The Wind