Literature
-As a Flower-
Picture, for a moment, yourself as a flower on a tree
That is all
Picture the happenings of your life as the weather
It rains
It snows
You face high winds that batter you miraculously
But you don't exist for those moments, do you?
You exist for sunlight
You exist for warmth
Your pedals are indeed soft, maybe even delicate
But you survive
You endure
For the days of sunlight when you can bloom
The days you can truly be you
And in the days to come, you may be battered
You may be left weathered
But remember
You still exist
For the Sun
For the warmth