It is knowledge that lifts the spirits to soar into the heavens. It is knowledge that battles ignorance and the loneliness associated with it for you are alone when you are the only one who does not know what those around you carry out into the world. The awakening of the self comes from truths that are difficult to encounter in reality, but they modify the self into something better. So I am grateful for knowledge so often hidden in plain view and I respect the importance of these life changes so that I may become something new.
A flower blossomed, ravenous for the raindrops to adorn her silky petals with their glittery reflections and pressured touches. Petals perfectly cupped, the rain accepted pleasantly into them slowly dripping down like sweet honey into parched earth. Blooms thirst for that which falls from the heavens fatefully caught by sturdy, yet gentle petals.