The flower has no pride.
No certainty.
Yet it rises to meet the sun.
And does not wait for the sun to fall.
Nor insists that light is owed to it.
The flower does not lie to itself.
Living in harmony.
It knows when water is needed.
And knows it is not a weakness.
The flower isn't afraid of sin.
Nor seeks to please the birds and trees.
It strives for the sake of striving.
And beauty is a consequence.
Oct 29, 2025
Oct 29, 2025 at 1:46 PM UTC
The flower has no pride.
No certainty.
Yet it rises to meet the sun.
And does not wait for the sun to fall.
Nor insists that light is owed to it.
The flower does not lie to itself.
Living in harmony.
It knows when water is needed.
And knows it is not a weakness.
The flower isn't afraid of sin.
Nor seeks to please the birds and trees.
It strives for the sake of striving.
And beauty is a consequence.