Bloom

A delicate flower is
Closed tightly around herself,
She protects her heart from the world around her
Letting nothing in or out
Each day is the same, with no new experiences or adventures
No bees or wind able to gather pollen
To spread the seeds of life
No dazzling view of the Sun; only darkness
But that same Sun pursues the little flower
Day after day, coaxing it to open its heart to him
So he can shine his light on her and in turn, give life
She feels the warmth from the outside in
And her curiosity is peaked
She slowly and cautiously opens one of her petals
To peek out at this familiar friend whom she has never seen
She gasps as she is met with a blinding rush of light;
Her eyes are not accustomed
To such radiance
After living in her dark cave for so long
She wants to shut herself up again, but the warmth she felt from the outside
Is nothing compared to the soothing, almost musical touch of the Sun
She feels at her core
Slowly, so slowly,
She releases the rest of her defenses, fully blooming and basking in the light
She surges with new life and new peace,
and shares with those around her not only by giving off a beautiful fragrance
But by the new growth of pollen she’s suddenly developed by exposing
The deepest part of her to the Light.