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“Bird of Paradise, feather among leaves, To the earthy soil I am bound and tied. Anchored by claws of roots and weighty sheaves, My spirit flies among the birds that glide. My sprawled pinions verdant, tail feathers pied, A crest of orange crowned is my disguise. As winds breathe hope and new life, then subside, Seeds are sown and grown right before my eyes. My vision is centered, strong are my arms, I feed the hungry and withstand their sting, I greet the sunrise, and bathe in rainstorms. Wildflowers fret and speak of blight all spring, But Paradise shuns foreboding such plight. Proud is my nature, I stand strongly bright.”

“Below cascading breaths of storming sighs Shudder the petals of the desert skies; Gentle blossom, nestled flame atop thorns Savors languid sunbeams after gust storms, Breeze parted clouds afford warmth to the bud Softly caressing limbs windswept in mud, Draped spider tinsel on pin blades verdant Peacefully swing in the mellowed current, As raised arms pine for the sun’s strengthened gaze That’s nurtured generations long lost days, From arid desert sands, to seeds in soil From rainfall of winter, to summer’s toil, Stemmed firm to withstand changing tides time brings Cactus being ‘neath the winds flowing wings.”

“Strive in stride like the resilient wildflowers that begin each day by turning to face the rolling sunrise. Even when the weight of the world has cemented their original path, they still rise through cracks in the sidewalk to find the sun and shine, never putting off until tomorrow because they inherently know, now’s the time. For it is with every sunrise that hope is born for change with new opportunities to make dreams come alive”

“Lemon quince gently adrift at sunrise, Sweet harbinger, warmth will grace the near days. Playful breezes spin to catch fragrant sighs, From blooming buds rustling, soft floral sways, Nestled betwixt mighty branched leaves of green, Starry white petals uncoil, one by one; Stretching to drench in rays of late spring’s scene, Fanned floral saucers revive, ‘neath the sun. A strong gust shivers the splendid display, Dusting blissful, dulcet notes through the air; Wayward leaves wander, and scatter astray, Like weightless flutter of butterfly flair. Tumbling relics of a burgeoned giant, Magnolia renewed, abloom, defiant.”

“A new week has commenced, and we face new days filled with experiences yet to be discovered, and moments yet to be adventured, some good and some inevitably challenging. As we look forward to the week, let’s take heed from one of the many big lessons the smaller things in nature provide, and strive in stride like the resilient wildflowers that begin each day by turning to face the rolling sunrise.”