Little Amyrillis sitting on the sill... Do you feel the need for growth? Do you think it is God's will?
Grow, you have, as you daily strive to draw near to your Source of Life. Do you know that you are alive? Does growth cause inner strife?
Little Pine amidst Wisteria... Reaching upwards toward your Power... Do the vines create hysteria? Do you feel lesser when THEY flower?
Do you feel as though they are closing in? Do they think of you as odd? Do you wish you were as fast as them in growing toward your God?
I too seek my Source of Life... and struggle to draw nearer. I am amazed whenever I gaze into this botanical mirror.
I too feel closed in amid the crushing madness. Sometimes tales of another's trails cause my heart to sink in sadness. For it seems they have achieved the goal while sluggishly on, I fight. Flowers granted unto their souls... That I must push aside to absorb the light.
But, all is at it ought to be. Solidly based, we stand alone. We have no need of vanities to ensure us of a throne. 'Though at times it seems we fall behind... If you look closer...you're sure to find That those about are...clinging vines... and climb only by holding to another kind.
Alone, we grow stronger Our path is our's. Today, the Amyrillis flowers.