each flower is not perfect and yet we do not point out their flaws.
and each tree does not grow straight –
we curl up in their shade not caring their species but just that they give us respite
why therefore do we nominate certain people or places or things,
to become the center of our worlds?
when in fact
each of us
have petals and bark, roots and stems, leaves and shade
for all to appreciate :: enjoy :: care for – just the same?
our forest is lush with variety, our fields ripe with individualism
sustaining wonderful sounds
producing healing scents
for us ALL.
let us enjoy that symphony
that color show
the world would be a blank, boring canvas without each flower and tree
(each/us) just as we were made.
not just some but ALL
no matter your roots, the shade of your leaves, not what makes you come alive, whether your petals stand straight or sway toward the sunlight –
will ever separate you from our shared wild love here on earth
we are each a masterpiece
let us love as one symphony of roots, petals, buds, leaves.
be revered as equals
much love wild ones,