If We Could Speak Their Language

Flowers have a language they share with all the trees. Sometimes you can hear their voices carried on the breeze Flowers speak from on the ground… trees from up above sharing words of kindness, words of compassion words of acceptance words of love. If you listen closely to their voices never will you hear words of anger words of hate words to cause another fear. As I listen to the language of us humans carried on the breeze… I pray for the day when we are as fluent as the flowers and the trees.