Have you crumbled soil in your hands and held it to your nose?
That is just one thing a flower knows.
Behold your flower body. It blooms. It fades. It grows.
November 10, 2021
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Categories: New Poems & Pieces
Tags: Awareness, Diaries, Earth, Flesh and Spirit, Flowers, Gratitude, Hands, Journals, Joy, Life, Poems, Poetry, Spirit-Health