Reaching out from the heart isn’t at all difficult, we naturally feel from within our hearts, we just need to reach the realisation we can touch too.
Iris you’re such an enigma, individual through and through.
You stand out in any crowd, in that wonderful shade of blue.
Iris you quite outstanding, and your message is really unique.
Pretty face and open mouth, it looks like you’re about to speak.
That a flower comes from dry cracked earth doesn’t matter, it still blooms. Where we come from shouldn’t matter, it’s where we are going that’s important. Let those cracks you grow from fill with the moisture to feed your emotions so that you might grow into the most spectacular flower.
It’s not necessarily always the hardest of folk that survive difficult times, the gentle ones have a way of bending and going with the flow of things that protects them through the harshest of days.
The flower in growing from the seed opens to the universe. The flower has only itself to offer to the world. The beauty of its bloom and trust in the elements to support its pathway through life. When we put aside the trappings of materialism and open up to that which is essential to our growth, such as love, trust and awareness of the self, we will be much closer to finding our true purpose.
Is it the deepest red of blood, of passion and lips.
The pink of sweet fairies to the pinkest rose hips.
The white of the purest and brightest universal light.
Then lilac to purple, from dawn through to night.
Orange through to peach and all things in between.
Buds yet still to open, the wonder to be seen.
Yellow for friendship, for the sunshine up above.
So can you please tell me, what colour is love?