Flourishing Poem by Sierra Horton

The sun shines on my petals and I open up,
Drinking in the daylight, my leaves stretching
Towards the clouds, soaking in the warmth

How blessed I am to finally have a break from
Stormy days that damaged my stalk and shook
My foundation, almost ripping me from the soil.

How blessed to be free from the torment of the
Raindrops as they fell and shattered on every piece
Of me, leaving me breathless and beaten, shaking

How blessed to still be alive and well, despite the
Abuse of the storms and the lack of shelter. I see
That I can always remain strong and tall and glorious.

Despite any storms that may come my way, I remain.