Imagery

Bear with me for a minute. This imagery may seem odd, but, it's not.

 

There I sit, cross-legged on the ground. The sun warms me as I hold a lotus flower in my hand, gently. A gust of wind blows the flower from my hand, carrying it to the pond beside me.

 

I want to be sun, the wind, the water, for someone's flower. All the things that are good and nourishing for another.

 

Namaste.