Generally, I really like titles. I think it's fun coming up with witty ones. I often spend far too long thinking of one.. though I'm generally not that great. Alas, I couldn't figure out a title for this.
I'm no poet. I'm sure I would offend a poet with this poem. However, the words just came to me today and I needed to write it down. It has a lot of meaning to me, but I feel like you could find your own meaning from it. Or just enjoy the poem.
Poets, don't be offended. :)
The light flickers over the horizon
As the sun makes his morning debut
Taking his time to awaken life
His warmth kisses a flower
And with that kiss, the flower comes to life
Her vibrant color paints the landscape
The cycle of life plays out
Nature harmoniously working
Creating life
A gentle breeze picks up seed
Potential life being carried
In nurturing hands
The seed falls on soft soil
Potential becomes reality
As the seed begins to find rest in the warmth
But there’s interference
Chaos has its way
Darkness blots out the sun
With sharp edges, something digs into the soil
Threatening life
Stealing reality
And the flower, she wilts a little
Her only offering to the world exploited
Her only offering to the world rejected
But a wind sweeps in
Bringing hope, offering redemption
The rays find their way to the flower
And she tries and tries to welcome the light
She tries and tries to stand up tall again
She tries and tries to paint the landscape with her color
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