as i lay naked in water
surrounded by flowers
i soak in their sweet divine messages
they show me how to grow
how to absorb what little sunshine
is available to them
through the clouds
they show me how to gain the
to grow through concrete
they show me how they protect
themselves when the wind is
unapologetic and the rain is
mercilessly pouring down.
they show me the inbetweens.
the times they trust will surely
arrive even when there is no proof.
the conditions they were promised
to experience when they first
decided to grow.
the moments when all these
elements would coexist in the most
perfect equation imaginable
and all the world would conspire to
let the flowers stand tall, blow
gently, and share their beauty with
those who do not know their name.
a gift, medicine, beauty, joy
all there for whoever wishes to look
upon and witness the wonder
that something so delicate
could be such a force of nature
they want to live
they have a mission to share magic
and all the world conspires
to give times of hardships and
times of peace
but flowers always know
it’s worth sharing their beauty.
sitting naked in a bath
soaking in my skin some salt
who was created in all it’s divine
to offer healing only a few could
how my friend
do we change the world
with our helping hands
we wish so deeply
for our messages to fly
for waves of healing
to crash our misfortune goodbye
but that’s not what we’re here for
we’re here to endure
and see how this whole thing works
it’s a flow
it’s a balance
we’re always barely floating by
but beauty is in the contrast
if you seek to know why.