Dear Little Flower

Dear little flower, I see you I watch you struggling daily you are so fragile the strong wind continuously pushing you in any direction it wants always knocking you down You keep pushing yourself to get back up, only to be smacked straight down again Your stem is now weakened and bent still you keep trying your best to stand tall and straight, the way you once did I see you getting lost in the bigger plants that now surround you, you're always struggling to get some warmth from the sun yet stay rooted in the shadows of the greenery, as they unconsciously overwhelm you I know your struggle never stops Starting in the cold early morning with the freezing frost covering you then through the blistering hot summer days One would assume the breeze would feel good in such scorching weather however what may be a light breath of air to one; is a blast of wind so strong that it completely batters your gentle soul, right to the burning blistering ground I notice you continuously pulling yourself back up surviving the days only to then be alone and so cold during the frigid dark nights I see you because I am you I have been you I know how you feel I connect with you in this moment; more than I connect with most humans We are the same we are connected on a cosmic level, that unless one has personally been through one simply can never understand I am here with you We are one we will always get back up, no matter how damaged our stems are, or how deteriorated our petals become Our Strength is our gentle and loving spirit The struggle deep within the beautiful flower, that one can not see simply looking at the outer beauty of the floret We will always rise I love you little flower