I sat next to a flower once, bold and dared, growing through the ground, making its way into the ether air.
It perplexed me, in mid sentence, I stared, as a whisper came forth from the flower’s brome, hard to grasp in its block and form.
As the words mingled within me, and I stared at the petals mildly, I realized the words had taken on a life of their own, resonating within my heart’s home.
What, you ask, did the flower say to me on that day?
“Grow boldly, love fiercely, and, when in doubt, sit next to me here, and watch, listen, and learn; then, my friend, you will realize what love is all about.”
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