My Friends Deserve Flowers

You will find her hiding

In the secret places of the tallest grass,

You will see her skin glow under the sunrise;

Listen to her breathe with the earth—

They are one

She grew up from the dust

And allowed the wind to carry her soul

Now, you can hear her laugh in the breeze

As she comes and goes—

The universe welcomes her

She tends to the flowers

And cares for the bees

In return, they gift her honey and wings;

They appreciate her more than she knows—

She sees what is beautiful inside of them

She will soar to places high and low,

Leaving nothing but the fingerprints

Of a selfless spirit

If you ever catch her eye,

She will reach for your hand—

Inviting you into something bigger than yourself