Stress, Fear, Anger, Insecurity, and Doubt can plague your thoughts,

Make you feel like the infection won’t come out,

Before you know it you’re the hitchhiker watching everyone else zoom by without you

So you sit down convincing yourself you don’t deserve a ride,

Repeating to yourself that nothing is bright enough to outshine your darkness.

I mean how can you forgive him for what he said,

Or forget what she did?

You say they don’t deserve your compassion because you have so little to give.

But one day,

As you stand on the side of the road,

Still waiting for something to change,

You look up and remember that you are alive,

You can breathe and scream if you want.

Then you catch a blooming flower beaming with all the sun’s rays

And dancing in the wind on one stem

Which makes you remember that you have two stems,

Or legs that you can use to dance,

So you try it and you fail miserably,

But the act is comical enough to make you smile like the flower next to you.

That specimen is simple yet unique,

bright and beautiful.

It is fragile, yet strong,

Free and yet endangered,

Grounded on soil that allows it to blossom.

 

After a while,

You realize that the flower is you.

You are simply human,

Able to do anything and everything someone else can,

You have a talent that sets you a part.

In the past, others may have said it’s weird,

But just think,

The daisy would probably call the cactus too harsh

And the orchids to different.

It can easily be broken or stomped on by a toddler,

Yet there it is,

Standing next to you,

After harsh winters, brutal thunderstorms, and howling winds,

There it is surviving, thriving, and enjoying the sun’s rays,

Unscathed by the idea that it lives at the mercy of simple humans.

It can be stomped on,

Ripped apart,

And thrown away.

But this flower doesn’t care,

It would rather enjoy the many days of sunlight, water, and fresh air,

And cope, rather than fear, the periodic challenges as they arrive.

Soon you remember that you have a ground,

Like the flower,

That has kept you thriving, blossoming,

A ground that is part of who you are,

A ground that will sustain you through hard times,

A ground that reminds you how valuable you are to the world,

And a ground that gives you a purpose- to live.