As
Autumn progresses, the flowers around the cabin begin to turn brown.
Some drop their seeds to the ground, some shrivel and turn to dust to
be carried off on the Wind. I realize that this process actually
started weeks ago. Each flower had its peak color, and started to
fade, but it only now that I start to notice.
There
is a line that I wrote in a song. The song is called Flowers. The
line is, “Flowers grow and die away, and don't ask for another
day.” The song is a testament to the wisdom of Flowers. They live
fully in every moment, and die away when it is time. They don't wait
for the perfect moment, or hold back because of what someone might
think. These are traps I have fallen into.
Today,
I am grateful for the wisdom of Flowers, and the lessons they have
taught me. Today, I will live more like Flowers.
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