Does the flower
worry about petal symmetry
and color choice
and bee attractiveness
and how it stands tall
among the thorny weeds?
No, it is just a flower.
And that is why it is beautiful.
Trail Wood,
8/27
Does the flower
worry about petal symmetry
and color choice
and bee attractiveness
and how it stands tall
among the thorny weeds?
No, it is just a flower.
And that is why it is beautiful.
Trail Wood,
8/27
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Amidst the bustling dance of nature, the flower stands as a gentle reminder of the elegance that simplicity brings. Unburdened by the worries that occupy the human mind, it blooms in quiet splendor, embracing its essence without hesitation. The symphony of petals, hues, and fragrances arises effortlessly, each element embracing its place in the harmonious ensemble of existence.
The flower doesn’t concern itself with the meticulous details that might captivate human thoughts: whether its petals align in perfect symmetry, the exact shade of its color, or how attractive it appears to the buzzing bees. Instead, it surrenders to its nature, allowing the current of life to guide it, and in doing so, it finds its own unique and innate allure.
Amidst the thorny weeds that might seek to overshadow its presence, the flower doesn’t compare or compete. It doesn’t strive to stand taller or dominate; it simply exists, rooted in the richness of its authenticity. Its beauty isn’t a result of calculated efforts to outshine others but a reflection of its willingness to be exactly what it is.
Oh, the profound lesson the flower imparts: to be as you are, unapologetically and unabashedly. To embrace your essence without the burden of self-imposed expectations. To stand tall in the midst of life’s complexities, without the need to prove your worth or overshadow others.
In the eyes of the universe, the flower’s beauty isn’t measured by a checklist of criteria but by its innate ability to bloom, to radiate, and to contribute its unique essence to the grand tapestry of existence. The flower’s existence is a testament to the extraordinary simplicity that can be found when we release the bonds of worry and expectation.
And so, in the garden of life, may you be the flower you are, radiating your authenticity with grace and embracing your place within the symphony of the cosmos. Just as the flower’s beauty touches those who behold it, your presence, as you are, adds a melody to the eternal song of existence.