The Life Of A Flower
Text by Alessandra
Image: Fred — “The Last Flower”, Polaroid
Hello, I’m here!
It’s dark. I guess I still need to get used to the world! But I’m so excited! I’m ready to live and spread my happiness around. I imagine bees and butterflies dancing for me, kids and dogs playing and lovers whispering to each other close to me.
I see all black now, but Future’s so bright and life looks gorgeous! I’ll cheer the animals up and they’ll fill my heart with joy. The Sun will show my beauty and the Moon will brighten my soul.
But why is it still that dark? This might not be normal.
Where am I? I haven’t seen a living being so far, neither Sun nor Moon.
Wait! I’m not outside! I’m in the darkness, Sun and Moon don’t shine in my path.
What’s the aim of my life? Does it deserve to be lived?
I don’t want to live like this forever. Now I can feel the desperation of the grass blades around me.
So I’ll be their sun and their moon. I’ll be their lover and whisper to them love words. I’ll dance for them like bees and butterflies. I’ll be their light.
