Mental Health
Peace in Petals
**Note:** I know I’ve been on hiatus for some time, but now I’m back with a lot of improvements and a *surprise*. <**Back to the Post**> I’ve said it multiple times, and I stand by it: *"Waking up early is a blessing."* Standing in the kitchen, illuminated by sunlight streaming through the window, the warmth it brings makes the space feel cozy. Life gets so busy later in the day that you hardly get time to *just be*. So, to me, these early hours are essential—a chance to heal with nature’s therapy. As breakfast simmers on the stove, I take the watering can and head to the kitchen window, where a vase of fresh flowers sits on the table. Their vibrant hues are a soothing contrast to the harsh glow of phone screens. Lowering the can, I let water sprinkle over the flowers (*ignore the small pool now forming at the base of the vase*). It’s a mesmerizing experience—the trickling sound of water, the way droplets dance as they bounce off the petals, like children laughing on a trampoline. A gentle morning breeze stirs the flowers, making them sway as if whispering, *"Thank you."* But the magic doesn’t end there. When sunlight catches the dewdrops on the petals, they sparkle like precious jewels—*magnifique!* Tiny beads of liquid light, as if the plant itself is offering gifts. Yet again, I’m reminded: you must wake early and observe closely to witness the beauty so often overlooked. Ah! These vibrant colors—nature’s own art gallery—make it impossible not to feel grateful for such fleeting moments of beauty. I’ve made it a habit to keep one of these vases on the kitchen table, so I can enjoy breakfast surrounded by a piece of nature. Now, it’s time to sit here with my meal, accompanied by these vibrant blooms. Isn’t it amazing how something so simple can make the whole day feel brighter? The shifting sunlight tells me quiet time is over; the high-paced world is waking up. As I put away the clean dishes, I’m reminded once more: sometimes, all you need is a quiet morning with flowers to remember how beautiful life can be. Hope you all take a moment to stop and smell the roses—*literally*. Have a lovely day!
By Staringale2 years ago in Poets
Give It Back
Inspiration for my poem: Recently, I had a chance to sit down with a man who expressed some controversial and bigoted views on the subject of Native American land rights. The conversation quickly became heated as he dismissed the idea of returning land to Indigenous peoples.
By Alex H Mittelman 2 years ago in Poets
Finding Peace in Mortality
When you come into this world, you should be aware that you will eventually die. This is a tragic reality of being human. No matter how powerful or remarkable someone is, no matter how arrogant, they will die, and their time will come to an end.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing2 years ago in Poets
