Do you think the flower remembers when it was folded so tight? Do you think the flower whispers encouragement to the bud clinging to its armor of wrapped unfolded petals? Do you think the flower offers both its shade from the sun and reflection of the sun…..
Sameness. The wind pushes against the door as I try to go outside. The mountains are shrouded. The eyes blink and even my little dog sneezes with the dust laden wind. Sameness.
Until. Until the whisper drew my eyes up straight into the wind. With eyes squinting, the…..
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