The Flower

Before a flower becomes a flower

it must start out as a seed.

like all living things

it has wants and needs.

the presence of water is vital to sustaining its present being

as the water seeps down into every crack, drenching life into a dried up corps

the seed has one of two choices,

it can absorb what it has been given

or it can reject life

and be stricken to a life of well hidden meanings

like the flower

we have the option to choose life or death

with every breath that we breathe in

we fill the masses of empty spaces

like air filling up volumes

consumption of self pity and denial

will eat at the core until it becomes bile

all the while

forgetting that we are human.

as the light consumes the dark

careless tears stream down the face of a body that is as empty as a corps left to dry.