Flower
The delicacy of these specimens make their beauty. So colorful, attractive, fragrant, they are the colors of the world. They see every morning the dew that comes to rest on their soft petals. The wind comes to tickle them and slips around to make them dance. They wave in front of the breeze. They sunbathe in the sun. They refresh during the summer rains. They seem strong, full of wisdom, whisper sweet words in the hollow of our ear. Fixed in the ground, armed with threatening thorns, they know how to defend themselves. They seemed harmless so far, but are actually beasts. But they are not untouchable, nor immortal. Both fragile and ephemeral, they are such as happiness. Some humans think they're flowers, without knowing what awaits them. If we could hear them, we would have heard their words. They would tell them not to be someone else, not to be superficial, not to be a flower. Because every flower ends up regretting its beauty. Because the beauty of flowers turns against them. Because they attract the wrong. We would have heard that we should enjoy life, what we are given, ourselves and others. Enjoy happiness, sadness, anger and fear. It's all part of what we're going through. Because they are also victims of life and life isn't eternal.
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Sakura
C'est magnifique ! J'adore ce parallèle entre l'existence humaine et les fleurs 👏👏 tu écris super bien 😍
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Neowise
@ Sakura Merci beaucoup pour le retour 😊
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JENOVA JACKSON CHASE
Niceeee.
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