A bunch of Lavender is hanging in my Kitchen, tied at the stem.
It's such a wonderful it's still as beautiful as it was from day one.
My darling hubby took it from the tempest's garden in the summer, I would say I've never gotten a gift as beautiful as this hehehe.
As bees hummed and hovered
Delving in a swag of buzzing
Swatched in a pollen-coated rage of madness seeking sex
and finding every living thing alive with it.
Well, No guilt here.
Ah! Lavender.
Once upon a Time.
There was a Lavender flower in a garden where people go to enjoy themselves and children play happily too.
This Lavender flower was so upset because it had thorns.
Thorns are something that can harm people.
This Lavender flower taught about how perfect and beautiful it could have been and how people would have loved it if it didn't have thorns.
It felt so sad seeing other flowers that had no thorns in them and that made it conclude that it wasn't loved by anyone.
It felt that it was imperfect.
As it continued admiring the other flowers around it, it saw a boy go close to one of the flowers and plucked it out.
Then the boy left the other flowers and moved closer to the it and stopped.
He bent to pluck out the Lavender but noticed that it had thorns in it so he didn't pluck it, he just left it so he wouldn't injure his finger by trying to pluck it.
He left the Lavender flower without plucking it.
The lavender flower saw this and felt so special because if it had no thorns, it would have been plucked out like the rest of the flowers and that would have led to it death.
It started thinking about how lucky and special it was to have had thorns otherwise people would have plucked it and it wouldn't have been able to grow or live.
The Moral of the story:
Sometimes the hardships, restrictions and imperfections we think are not good for us are usually for our own good, they are strength we don't realize we have.
The things that we feel brings ugliness to us are the ones that saves us.
