Sunday, June 12, 2011

Wildflowers

 

 I love wildflowers! we often miss seeing them as we sometimes just pass by, here are a few I found and took a photo of on a walk... 


Wild Flower a poem from my friend Tammy!  
I picked some wild flowers the other day to make a bouquet for the house.   I cut and trimmed and did my best to arrange them perfectly but no matter how hard I tried - just wasn't the same.   So not like the store bought ones...  you can't mold wild f...lowers into anything, they are just wild and after picked they quickly droop.   Like people.  We are born wild, but yet along the way - tried to assimulte into society and loosing our roots we quickly droop as well.  Our spirit slowly dies and our souls morn for the "good ol days". Free people stand up for themselves and have principles keep growing like the wild flower.... following the sun and adapting to their enviroment,  finding beauty in their growth and being who they are regardless of how many thorns they are delt.    We can't change people.  We can manilpulate for a while, bribe, steal, degrade, and abuse....  but these actions will bring short term freedom and happiness.    It is like picking the wild flower from a field and making your own.   Wild flowers in na vase quickly looses it's color and life. We can only truly make change with one word.     LOVE!   Love the flowers excatly where they are regardless of the weeds around them..  Love/ Acceptance will be the seed that sets strong roots in order to have truth growth toward the Sun or Son!   And inside you will find your God excaty they way you were meant to be.    Free - free to help others, free to help yourself ...  free to be you!   However you are!!

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