wildflower grace…

spring
Unspoken love
chatters happily in May,
blooming along roadsides
and spilling down embankments
from fields laughing out loud in daisies and buttercups,
spring
walking right on through my walls
of striving and control
more easily than all the fussy gardens I know
daisy sky
until I’m feeling the updraft
of wildflower grace
~let go
~let go
~let go.
spring
(Isn’t effortlessness gorgeous!)