And she took some tiny steps to love herself. Slowly whirling toward the rainbow, a light guide to her greatest love. With colors like no other. Enjoying her journey, a wildflower embracing herself. Growing wherever she chooses, in the stillness of the stars and the rhythm of the breeze. Wind and pain, sunshine and rain, A velvety night, a meadow in the sky. And she took some more steps to love herself. She doesn’t have a name, she’s a wildflower dancing free.
Gloriously unbound you grow ravenously, Spreading your roots as far as the earth can bare you reach limits unseen, A survivor despite the climate your radiance is saluted, Such beauty in the unrecognized you thrive, Sparkle in silence young wildflower because your time is near, To be adorned in April showers and masked in summer's sun, Magnificent is your journey and true is your existence.
She walks a path with one eye open She follows a path with one eye closed Connecting the strings that float around Like caterpillars Dangling From trees Squirming on their silk She crawls underneath them Un-wanting to not disturb the dance Until she smells the wildflowers. The other eye closes Still crawling the path Luckily, The bugs have warn it down enough To follow with her hands and nose. When she felt the wildflowers on her face She opened that eye Excitedly she pealed open the other. When she heard nothing She was amazed In the distance she could see waves crashing through the wildflowers Once again her world was absent of light. This time she held her breath. She laid in those wildflowers For a long time. So long her fingers and toes sprouted roots pulling her deep inside the soil, Grounding her.
Inspired by Wild Flower, this is Fiona's re-imagined version, 1 of 2.