Before there was a flower
There wasn't hope for one
There was water
There was dirt
There was wind
But no flower.
Everything was just ordinary.
Nothing had meaning.
wind only moaned in pain.
clouds blocked the sun
Rivers stood still, waiting.
Everything was dull
And it stayed like that for a while.
But, through the ugly muddy waters
Right above the surface
Grow a lotus flower
The flower shined a new found light
A light that can out shine anything.
It's petals quieted the howling winds
And the dirt now became something more,
It became soil.
Clouds moved far away.
And soon more flowers blossomed
The once depressed ordinary land
Became something more
Something worth looking at
Something beautiful.
*you can't heal in the same environment that made you sick*
<3
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PoesiaIt's just some poems I come up with. There some if everything; mostly sad, some confused, some mad. It's more of to just write what's on my mind. Some poems are more I need to get it of my chest and other I feel like I need to talk about a problem. ...
