When you pick a flower it dies quickly. It becomes more temporary. Let it be and it will seed and another form will regrow each year blooming, bringing joy and delight each time. I am not a flower to be picked off from my roots because I looked good. Enjoyed only for someone’s temporary pleasure.…
~ by Johnny Ray Ryder Jr ~ A mighty wind blew night and day It stole the oak tree's leaves away Then snapped its boughs and pulled its bark Until the oak was tired and stark But still the oak tree held its ground While other trees fell all around The weary wind gave up…
~ by Stacie Amelia ~ An abyss falls within, an unwelcome weight, pulling down into darkness where the other lost wait. Each soul is crying in heaviness of grief, (There is hope though for that pain to fall away ...like a leaf) It takes time for each soul to find their own special way out,…
UNAPOLOGETICALLY MYSELF❤
Pain goes in, love comes out.
#Rehana's 🔥🔥🔥🦋🦋motivational thoughts
From soul to soul
One World -- One People
I'm just another dreamer...
Something about the power of not-knowing.
Equipping 21st Century Sojourners
