My friends, the wildflowers

I am friends with wildflowers.

Though the breeze carries them

far and wide

I do not worry.

For they are the wildflowers

and they store loveliness in each petal.

They are strong and firmly rooted.

They grow and grow through uncertainty.

They are the wildflowers.

I smile as I see glimpses of their grace

in the faces of those around me

in books I read

in songs I sing

through the pen that puts words on this page.

I see the wildflowers.

Spreading vibrancy and life

as they float on the wind.

Creating new wildflowers.

They do not rely on circumstance,

They are circumstance.

They are the wildflowers.

& I know, no matter how far away from me they grow

they are still beatiful, still lovely, still living.

Because we are the wildflowers.

& we won't cease to grow

until the world is full

of color.