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Letter to a Wildflower Friend

May 24, 2018

Listen.

There is a soft beat inside you—

the sound you so often interpreted

as the footsteps of those who have run away,

echoing,

imprinted on your soul.

But listen closer,

because this is the beat of your heart,

and it is here to stay.

 

Step outside, because the shivering breeze

blowing your hair is wind,

not the cold rush of an unfeeling sky—

such a thing does not exist.

The wind simply wishes

for you to listen to the song it plays in the trees,

and when it pierces and waters your eyes,

it is encouraging you to cry

after so long of striving to be strong.

 

I can see wildflowers growing

from the lines in your notebook

and the scars on your heart,

budding wider with every poem you write.

Hearts are drawn to you, and hands

reach out to touch you,

plucking you from the earth

before they realize the depth of your roots.

You are an ocean

deeper than most are willing to venture,

and a forest

coated with more colors than they know how to paint with.

They stay away from what they cannot understand.

This is why they fear you.

 

I know that you don’t often

even understand yourself

(but there are few who do).

Brushes in hand, you speak the artist’s language

and you fathom what you can paint.

But watercolors run dry when faced with your soul,

and you are left paralyzed,

confined to a mind that confuses you.

I know that you often feel so much

that you forget you are even feeling,

but this is not the burden you believe it to be.

 

Please believe me

believe me

when I say that the wildflowers in your heart

are worth the ache they take to grow.

There is no comparison that I could place

beside the world,

because there is nothing like it.

I’ve felt sunlight fade, I’ve watched fires die—

but this darkness is what is needed

for your seeds to sprout.

 

I know there is hurt

that bandages and poetry cannot fix,

and there is little I can say

that will do anything more.

But let me tell you this:

You are fields of sunflowers

and then some,

and you must not let this world

press your petals into its capturing scrapbooks.

 

Dear wildflower friend,

I hope the heartache eases soon.

But however long it decides to stay,

you have me.

When you feel yourself slipping through your fingers,

I will be holding your hand

and catching every last piece.

And when I have given them back to you

and you cannot remember the way they once were,

remember this:

You have yet to meet all of you.

Be terrifyingly enchanted by this thought.

 

32 Comments

  1. Christine Eaton

    Cindy, oh Cindy. Every time I read this I feel like crying. It’s beautiful. You’re beautiful. I’m so grateful for your friendship my dear, I definitely don’t deserve it. I love you, girly. ❤️

    Reply
    • Cindy Green

      I’m so grateful for your friendship as well, my dear one ❤ And the poetry won’t stop coming until you believe it too. I love you more, Christi girl 🙂

  2. Hedges

    This is beautiful.

    Reply
    • Cindy Green

      Thank you! 🙂

  3. Coralie

    Wow. That was absolutely stunning! Thank you so much for sharing this gem!!

    Reply
    • Cindy Green

      So glad you enjoyed it, Coralie 🙂

  4. Libby

    I thought this was a neat portrayal of feelings and times we all have to go through. I sincerely enjoyed journeying through with your flowing descriptions. What inspired you to write this, may I ask?

    Reply
    • Cindy Green

      Oh, I love when people ask thoughtful questions like this! 🙂 I have several friends going through tough times right now (though I had one friend specifically in mind), and I wanted to write a letter to them. I’ve always been intrigued by the idea of open letters, and poetry is my favourite way to express emotion, so I decided to combine the two.

  5. Mariposa Aristeo

    Cindy, this letter is truly a work of art. ❤️ Keep on writing and sharing your letters of kindness with the world.

    Reply
    • Cindy Green

      Mariposa ❤ Thank you, lovely girl. And thank you so much for the incredibly beautiful graphic! It’s by far my favourite. 🙂 🙂

  6. Olivia Giordano

    Wow. Thank you for writing this. It’s so powerful, so deep, so…real. I love how caring you are dear, and it feels so personal and sweet. I needed this today.

    Reply
    • Cindy Green

      *mails a hug* This meant so much, lovely YDubber friend 🙂

  7. Rachel Rogers

    This is so, so beautiful. It speaks to my heart. <3 Thank you for sharing it!

    Reply
    • Cindy Green

      Thank you, Rachel! I’m so glad it touched you. 🙂

  8. Evelyn

    Beautiful.
    Simply beautiful.

    Reply
    • Cindy Green

      Thanks for the smile 🙂 🙂

  9. Aysia Serene

    Almost cried at the third stanza.
    This is phenomenal.
    *bookmarks to look at anytime I feel sad*

    Reply
    • Cindy Green

      You’re not alone – I cried while writing it. I’m honoured that something so special to me touched you as well 🙂

  10. Graham Jackson

    “You have yet to meet all of you.” Truly blown away by this poem, no pun intended. What a beautiful use of language to convey such redemptive human qualities. Keep doing what you’re doing, poetry buddy. 🙂

    Reply
    • Cindy Green

      Yours is the hardest comment to respond to – by far because it’s my absolute favourite. 🙂 Thank you, poetry buddy!

  11. The Golden Light

    As was said before. BEAUTIFUL Poem!!!!! We are all made in God’s image and therefore, mustn’t look at ourselves like we are dust but like we are a firework (as long as it is in awe of the Creator and not the created). 😀 (Rambling that I got from reading the great poem).
    If anyone is having a hard time, He will get you through it. I promise, ‘kay? 🙂

    Reply
    • Cindy Green

      But what a beautiful and true rambling it was 😀 Thank you for sharing your golden light!

    • Cindy Green

      Thank you so much, Emma! You’re too sweet. 🙂

  12. Maureen

    Wow. Truly beautiful.

    Reply
    • Cindy Green

      Thanks for reading! 🙂

  13. Kate Flournoy

    *swallows* Wow… I don’t even know what to say to that. Honestly I really needed this right now. Thank you for sharing. It’s beautiful in a whole deeper meaning of the word.

    Reply
    • Cindy Green

      *hugs you tight* You’re going to make me cry. 😀

  14. BP

    Thank you for showing me that I’m not the only one that feels things so deeply that neither I nor others understand. It is easy for me to feel alone, and you have just lifted the burden of loneliness from my shoulders.

    Reply
    • Cindy Green

      Oh <3 This touched my heart like nothing else. Thank you so much for sharing that. I will keep you in my prayers.

  15. A Kitchen Sink

    Hey, Cindy.

    I’m quite a bit late to the game, aren’t I? The thing is, I read this poem back when it was released, but I didn’t have an account then, so I couldn’t really comment.

    I just wanted to return to this and let you know just how much this poem means to me. When I read it for the first time, it affected me so deeply that I copied it and pasted it to my phone’s Notes section. For months, I have gone back and read it whenever I feel down or lonely. It’s made me cry many times, but also made me smile, and warmed my heart greatly. It’s comforting and beautiful and has this amazing sense of honesty that connects so well with the reader. Thank you so much for writing and sharing it.

    Reply
    • Cindy Green

      You’re never too late to be an encouragement! I can’t tell you how much your comment means to me. I’m feeling tears in my eyes.

      I don’t know you, but you’re an Ember – and that makes you family. I’m going to add you to my prayer list. Be kind to yourself, okay? 🙂

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