luna flower

sometimes life makes us want to go back to the fetus.
rolled up and hugging our own naked bodies.
one by one.
hidden.

strength returns.
we rise together.
stretch towards the moon
and we're ok.


this flower only opens at night. during the day, it rolls itself up, tightened and protected.
i never really paid much attention to it's beauty.
i'm amazed at the little wonders of this world. the flowers, the kittens, the seed that grows, the people who enter our lives and change our worlds and the ones who leave us way too soon. for those of us who feel like this flower, my prayer is for you.