I love flowers
for their ability to remind,
to remind me to reorder in a way that is open to the withering;
to understand that it is a sort of transition.
To accept the dullness;
to know it only needs a little cleansing
so as to appear in its purest form.
To seek the sun as the water is poured;
to learn that both are just as necessary.
To be a warm yet vibrant presence in someone’s life;
just as much as they’re in mine.
To grow despite it all;
to simply grow.
To be more than what I’ve been so far;
to be more, to be more.