poppies wish to breathe too
If these flowers could talk i wonder what'd they say?
would they tell me that "people come and go
but only those that will help you grow stay"?
would they tell me to "not let love cause me dismay"?
that "it's a new day filled with experiences and
sights to fall in love with instead".
would they tell me to lead with my heart or my head?
or maybe both?
If these flowers could see, I wonder what they've seen?
would they be able to see those who deeply contemplate
Living in the past and letting it devour them like weeds
being trapped in thickets that leave the mind twisted.
if these flowers were alive like me....
I wonder how they'd live this complicated
yet dense reality?