Nurture Me

With loving hands he dug the dirt, he fertilized then planted me deep within the ground. I gained my bearings, I began to reach for the sky. I embraced the fertile soil, I reached for the warmth of the sunshine and drank of the moisture that so freely existed in the beginning. Then the sun went cold, the earth dried up, the flower that once thrived so fully in the richness of all that was, began to wilt. Her petals slowly browned, and fell one by one to the ground. One day she just stopped reaching for the sky knowing that it would only bring disappointment and grief. The beauty that was this flower then simply died.

This flower so expectant and excited for what the future would bring, simply withered and blew away. Then he became aware of the smell of death and was grieved at what had become of the flower and his role in her demise, He decided that he must provide water, he must bring some warmth to this once beautiful flower; simply to find that all the water and warmth in the world will never bring this lovely creation back to life. She is simply gone and now he must face the fact and the consequences that love without nurture slowly and surely becomes death, and loss. Life without risk, is truly no life at all.

So nurture those you love, care for them, hold them and never let them feel your coldness, do not push them away for reasons of pride, anger, fear or bitterness. Embrace life and those that make life worth living and the beauty in your life will grow exponentially.

Shannon