A rocky desert, Where someone lied, A love destroyed, a love denied. A soul alone, I sit and stare, I thought I saw a flower there. A flight that crashed, A lake of fire, Lies untold in man's desire. The barren earth, The ground burnt bare, Yet I thought I saw a flower there. A pool of thoughts Found humanity, A man lost his sanity. His sea of stone, Her frigid air, I thought I saw a flower there. Thunder clouds And lightning strikes, Fear flows over his rusted dikes. Jump from the edge No man would dare, But I thought I saw a flower there. Alas I'm sure To climb some hill, Live on until I've had my fill. A single stone An empty chair, I know I'll find my flower there.
How perfectly you’ve captured the struggle, which exists only in my mind. I’ve broken free from myself, from my marriage, from my lies, after 25 years of pressure cooker stress. Drop the knife, embrace the light, dance to the galactic rhythms…these scars are a map of where I’ve been, no longer prison stripes. Thank you for hitting such a sweet spot this morning.