A garden is a lovely thing. The assortment of blossoms, the abundance of color, the arrangement and orderliness.
A garden needs constant tending to keep up it’s appearance, and to keep it healthy and growing.
A garden is a lovely thing.
But it’s the wild flowers…
That capture my heart.
The assortment of blossoms, the abundance of color, the wildness…
There is no order, there is no arrangement.
Kind of like real life.
Wildflowers grow anywhere. They need no tending. They get everything they need from the earth.
And they flourish all on their own.
Through harsh winters, wet springs, and dry summers…
I long to be like the wild flowers
Wild and free
To grow wherever I am planted
And to flourish…