A Little Flower on the Horizon

By Jesse Teron

A little flower on the horizon sways,

Embracing the flow of life,

No need to force, no need to push—

It simply dances with the wind.

The breeze lifts the flower, carrying it high,

Free like a bird, graceful as a butterfly.

Free at last, from the weight of the past,

Rising higher, transcending time’s grasp.

Life unfolds in an infinite stream,

Trusting the journey, bound by no seam

Safe and sound, gently floating around,

Until it lands softly on the ground.

In flight, the world is observed,

As the soul surrenders without a word.

The Universe flows in peaceful release,

And the little flower beams within,

Overlooking the horizon, with nowhere to hide—

Only light and love, where peace resides.