I
will
NOTsuccumb to
your pressure.
I
will
NOT
bow low
for long.
I
will
RISE
to my full glory.
I
will
RISE
in Spring
vibrancy.
I
will
RISE.
Awoke to an April snow. It was heavy and wet.
I looked out the window and felt a sadness for my daffodils. Just yesterday their golden stars stood tall announcing Spring to the world. But today, they were bowing under the weight of the snow collected on their heads.
You could almost feel the determination of the daffodils to NOT touch the ground. There was a fighting spirit within those thin green stems saying-" You may bend me but I will not break."
I was rooting for those daffodils to rise again and later that afternoon they did!
They were a bit battered but stood strong in their goldenness.
Cath-
ReplyDeleteon that day on a different post you mentioned the sadness, and of course I always love snow so was thinking perhaps the flowers actually feel lucky to experience snow---so many flowers do not. Maybe they bow to the experience knowing they will prevail and escort the next season with the knowledge of what has come before them. just sayin'lol
I usually love snow too but my class was sad and it made me see the flowers that way. I like your perspective. Sounds like a poem waiting to be written... I would love to read it if you write one.
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