She has a fire that burns inside of her.
It’s turbulent and unrefrained.
It is the energy that fuels to inspire,
and it’s almost impossible to tame.
She doesn’t fear commitment.
No. She’s loyal to the core.
But, you have to leave her as she is,
expecting nothing more.
If you truly love the flower,
why pick it? Let it be.
Instead of killing it there on the spot,
it can bloom continuously.
The moment you decide to pull it up,
it will wilt and eventually die.
The moment you try to contain me
is the moment that so will I.
Leave me like that flower,
firmly rooted among earth and worms.
I have no plans of transplanting somewhere else.
I simply need to blossom on my own terms.
If you can sit back and let this happen
without enforcing your own decree.
I will bloom for the rest of my life.
I will bloom continuously.
The Internal Flame
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beautiful poem!!
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I enjoyed your work and I added you to my favorite. You are welcome.
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Reblogged this on johncoyote and commented:
Please read the amazing poetry by a talented writer.
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You are welcome.
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Thank you! I’m sure that flower appreciates you! And, thank you for stopping by. I appreciate your feedback.
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Thank you, Tommy. I appreciate your feedback!
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