The other day, i was walking in a garden.
A big one.
The weather was gorgeous, it is summer after all.
Many people were in that garden,
walking around,
admiring art,
space and just relaxing in a beautiful atmosphere.
All strangers to me.
Then,
as i walked down a balcony,
on the last beautiful step,
also made of stone,
i saw that flower,
reaching for the ground.
I stopped
and, for a little while
i enjoyed her presence.
*
Most of the other flowers were standing
kind of...straighter (is this a word? Oh well, if not, now it is one ;)
reaching for the sky, which i liked
but that one looked different
as if she was curious to see what was there
leaving the sky for a moment and explore
or perhaps, just looking at my feet, lol
I am sure she smiled like me
deep inside...