Are you lonely or have you bloomed?
Will there grow flowers where you’ve walked?
Are you brave or are you lost?
Will you stay quiet or will you talk?
Into a sky or out to sea,
Will your petals fly or will they fall?
When roads are empty,
When the world is asleep,
Will your colors fade or
Will you walk on ?
When you are rooted in yourself
You can stand, not tall, but securely tethered
Like a weed in the wildest storm.
But only if you learn to bend, otherwise
You don’t stand a chance.
Life will always be stronger than you.