One Flower Away From The Sun - Poem by Ivy Christou
If I had a flower within me
It would instantly die.
Hidden inside me
There are frozen rooms with no residents,
Dusty stairs that only lead to dark lofts,
Blind windows pretending to face the sun.
Flowers can not survive
In an imperfect world.
And if I had it in my hands
I would strangle it with
All the strength left in my weary body.
I would take off its colourful petals
And leave it grey and naked
To see if it can survive in an incomplete form.
And I would step on it so many times
Until it was one breath away from death,
Until I could finally relate to it.
Then and only then I would pick it up
And take care of it with
my remaining compassion
and my outstretched love.
Watching it recover would be as relieving
As seeing my heart mend
step by step.
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