Olive green silk. Pearl white plush. Orchids.
Pink Orchids. White Orchids.
The inhale of gratitude. The exhale of acknowledgement.
I watch the vines on a money tree hold hands and lock fingers. They vow. -
The air is thick with this aroma.
I see a garden until the season changes.
Next time I'll remember to water new seeds before dead trees.
I was once told I'm not so quick to forgive. Perhaps I'm not as free as I thought I was.
I can FEEL how terribly I've feared disappointment, but I've never feared failure.
In any lifetime.
I let 'bad luck' break my heart 9 times before I realized I was making bad decisions.
I could tell you 30 times I made a bad decision and 'good luck' saved me.
You either choose to forgive, or you live in a place where forever seems like a very, very long time.
And believe me when I say,
I've seen the way they both end.
The truth is what you know.
Never what they tell you.
How beautiful it is to be a standing construct of time and its moments.
I found stillness in chaos because I saw them in eachother.
I pray you're never too tall to notice the patterns of a sidewalk.