Let The Flowers Grow Again
Written: August 27, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Mystic Rose Ros
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Here I am—
not quite rooted,
but reaching.
The soil remembers
what I have whispered in sleep,
What I have buried in silence.
If you can hear me,
let the flowers grow
where my voice trembles.
Let petals rise
from the ache of my asking,
soft as forgiveness,
bright as belief.
I have watered the earth
with unsent letters,
with the hush between heartbeats,
with the style of hope
that doesn’t shout—
just waits.
Let the garden answer.
Let the stems lean toward
What I meant to say.
Let the wind carry
my unfinished prayers
to the One
It's a mystery language
of blooming.
If you can hear me—
not with ears,
but with mercy—
Then let the flowers grow
where I once knelt
in the shade of doubt,
and called it devotion.
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