Be the wildflower you’re meant to be
You don’t need permission to bloom
You do you at your own pace
When it’s right for you
Not when there’s room
You’re colourful
Fragrant
Incessantly beautiful
Untamed
Let them look at you and wonder
How you filled the earthy hive
What’s upon you
That in the darkness you survived
You were manifested
Your seed the earth embraced
The wilderness
Invested
You’re one with them now ‘coz you trusted your instincts
You trust the wildshrubs you blossom in
You count on the bees and birds that drink your nectar sweet still
You bank on the thorns who protect you and die a little when you wilt…
Wilt… gracefully…
effusing your delightful fragrance…
Wildflower
Priyadarshika I 