Flowery Displays
A poem by Anna Atsu
You could bathe in flowers, petals soft and bright,
Receive a million compliments, bask in their light.
But if within, the flowers wilt and fade,
No amount of praise can heal the inner shade.
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For sadness lurks in the quiet of the soul,
Where blooms of joy struggle to console.
No external riches, no worldly gain,
Can mend the soul that's filled with pain.
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Like a garden neglected, love left untended,
The spirit wilts, its beauty suspended.
Tend to the blossoms within your core,
Water them with kindness, let them soar.
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For true happiness springs from deep within,
Where the soul's garden begins to spin.
Bathe not in externals, but in self-care,
And watch as the flowers of joy repair.
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Nurture the flowers that bloom inside,
Let their fragrance be your gentle guide.
For in their inner beauty lies the garden’s key,
Unlocking the joy that sets you free.
And what are your favorite flowers?