A lonely singular flower stands
Inbetween one fully grown tree, luscious in colour, ripe in fruit and full of life
And one new sapling sprouting its first leaves in exploration, a whole journey ahead
The flower moves in the slightest breeze
Feel isolated
In all weathers
Insular
Alone
The trees whilst varying in their size have strength in numbers to weather the storms
They are solid to the core
They protect themselves
Their roots stretch far and wide and hold onto the flowers tiny roots
Their stature shades the flower from the harshness of all that is out there
They bathe in her strength and individuality
The flower adores how they make her feel safe and welcome
The flower is never alone
Jan 22, 2014
Jan 22, 2014 at 4:19 PM UTC
A lonely singular flower stands
Inbetween one fully grown tree, luscious in colour, ripe in fruit and full of life
And one new sapling sprouting its first leaves in exploration, a whole journey ahead
The flower moves in the slightest breeze
Feel isolated
In all weathers
Insular
Alone
The trees whilst varying in their size have strength in numbers to weather the storms
They are solid to the core
They protect themselves
Their roots stretch far and wide and hold onto the flowers tiny roots
Their stature shades the flower from the harshness of all that is out there
They bathe in her strength and individuality
The flower adores how they make her feel safe and welcome
The flower is never alone
