waiting to open

Sometimes, it feels as if I’ve been waiting all my life.

Of course, that never stops me from reaching for the sky,
leaning towards the sun, growing.

There is so much optimism in the bud of a flower.
You can see the anticipation, the reaching out.
In truth, a blossom is only the means to an afterlife.
A way to carry on.
To pass one life to another.

I hope when the time comes,
I have enough sense to soak up the light,
smile, and bloom with grace.

The seeds left behind will be an offering.

Of love.

Of possibility.

Of hope.

Everything I need.


That is indeed a beautiful and sweet bud… : ]

“The seeds left behind will be an offering..” Love that!! Just beautiful.

the petals you drop will be beautiful.

There’s a dignity in this that is utterly beautiful. You blow me away.

Beautifully said.


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