The Wild Flowers As I looked across the meadow it was in full bloom with all different kind of wild flowers swaying in the afternoon breeze. It reminded me of a rainbow that had fallen from the sky but stopped before hitting the ground. For a moment time itself had stopped and the beauty was breath taking. I could smell the fragrance and watch the butterflies and bees and insects greet each flower one by one. In my mind it was a way of saying we are as the wild flowers each one represented a family member, friend, love one or others that would eventually come into our lives. Our beauty is the love we share among others. The fragrance is our kindness the color is what we represent in life. They stand among each other as a whole and created as a master piece painted by the hand of God. We all are a masterpiece and was created for a purpose same as the wild flowers. Once that purpose has been served we are gone. But the seedlings we leave behind replaces what has been removed to come forth and replace the beauty in all its splendor. What I am trying to say is we all touch and become a part of someone’s life. Be lest judge mental learn to forgive and accept people for who they are. If we all learned to pray more for others I think it would be more like the little bee spreading the pollen from one flower to another. It not only helps the flowers but also helps the bee. If you stop and think everything is here for a reason. Sometimes hardship is to make you become stronger and more thankful for the moment what we do have in life. When we think we are having a ruff time stop and think others are having it even worst. Sometimes when we loose a love one remember they were a wild flower placed here for you to bring joy love into your life. Once that has been done they wilter and fade away. Remember to become a rose is another story I am just happy to be a wild flower in the meadow of someone’s life. wd
Posted on: Tue, 20 Jan 2015 03:41:46 +0000
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