Poetry: Melody of Being Animate

Shining Tall. Sunflower. | 7.1.21

It’s began; — We carry all that we allow and leave what does not hold enough content for us, time has always been a good place to start but I am realising it is also a phenomenal way to let it go. When we ground a concept let it be contentment, let it water mouths that it is beyond us in ways we nourish our love for it’s beloved crimson taste, we have waited far too long to be here, let alone be here this way. We are trying so warmly to give it meaning painfully loved it starts to fade, it slowly finds its way into our memories and loses mind creating more moments for unjudged growth. — Be selective, be here while learning to be patient, be love, while showing knowledge in wisdom, when you shift your heart to your mind you’re challenging sense(s) you for saw knowing you can have it all comes with mature intellect, some will call on your name others watch as you make it look like gods work; — I challenge you, I challenge you into more of those scarce fears, the sacred sacrifice of that thing you’re not shy to hold on to boasting it’s colours, the one you tell no one about and listen as you doubt self and beg at self confidence, a what you see verses what you think you see mentality is far more dangerously hell. I know they tell you to lie until you make it, — but why fake it until the end of time, it doesn’t always have to be this way, that’s the beautiful thing about growth, it’s the same care and love as a Sunflower blooming high into the sky so it can meet it’s committed shining star, — the Sun. —Did you hear, about the Sunflower? How she blooms into unstoppable heights, how she drinks from the sun and lives. —