an older text I just stumbled across,
I felt like sharing -
Just like a flower
my beauty
and magic
exists in freedom,
without any goal
or expectation.
.
I just bloom,
unfold my blossom leaves
in grace,
spread my enchanting scent
as a mystery,
let my intriguing colors shine
without shame.
.
It’s to delight everyone
but to be possessed by no one.
.
Don’t try to pick me.
I can only be a pleasure
when I’m rooted in the ground.
If you wanna own me
I will wilt in your hand,
and sadly fade
in that lonely vase.
.
Don’t try to tame
my tender wilderness.
For I need to claim space
in my very own kind of shape,
to catch up the wind
the sun and the rain,
that i can offer my nectar to the bees
and stand in my full loveliness.
.
And don’t try to dull
my seductive energy.
I don’t belong to anybody.
My origin powers,
my concrete potential,
and my multi faceted qualities
are given to me
to serve everybody who respects,
values and fosters me.
.
Just like a flower
I wanna be loved.
Come to me,
sit by me.
Smell me
look at me,
caress me.
Be with me.
.
And leave me with the promise
you will be back.
I will be there
awaiting you
in my delicate beauty
and soft magic
as long as I can
and you let me.
.
/mel.h
25/5/2020