Forsaken seeds from the ashes grow up – no more than grass they would call it now.
By the time pass on, when sunlight takes care – while the rainy touch brushes the rim – goes through the ground rooting deep.
The beauty of the process, how amazing it can be!
Day by day becoming stronger. Standing the winter or peak of summer – fighting for life, to be the flower.
Goddess garden will not be ashamed, seeing its colours as no one could guess – changing the palette against your will, but listens to a heart which craves to feel.
The motion of changes and magic aura, cannot believe it happens in front of those eyes. Hypnotised still waiting – once broken wants to see – the blossom of the flower in the place no plants should be.
Inspired by the song – Into the wild