Delicate petals from a flower.

The delicate petals from a flower

drifting in the wind.

Floating and falling

onto

whatever will be.

Some land on water.

Drifting out to sea.

Another landing on the ground.

And Crushed

beneath some feet.

Or sprouted and taking root.

And flourish ones more.

Never ending a cycle of life.

The fragility of these beautiful petals

Are just like an analogy

to us dear humans

on earth.

Fight to exist

each and everyday

on our journey

called life and living.

As we craft day our lifeline.

And head forthwith forwards

into the unknown.

Hoping it guides us towards

gifts of self esteem, satifaction

as well as caring and sharing, loving more.

Enjoyment life and living to the max.

With the pleasure of love one close and

nearby.

Reviews

[Eilis]

Hello, Dawn. I enjoyed your analogy here. The idea that our experience can be much like that of a flower in its journey to find its place or to continue the cycle for the future.

I also enjoyed the rhythm you created with your lines. A lovely poem. Thank you for visiting my page. It's lovely to meet you.

[john l smith]

Very nicely expressed
Who indeed knows where we will blow or eventually land
we can either blossom or fall under the feet, although it is probably more fun blossoming
Enjoy the new year
Dave B

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree dear Dawn.
"Enjoyment life and living to the max.
With the pleasure of love one close and
nearby."
Hopeful and wonderful poetry. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote