The Difference between Living and ThrivingA wilting flower asks for water.
"Please save me", she cries to the gardener as the wind threatens to blow her into obivilion.
the gardener sees her potential and water she gets. bit by bit she grow stronger.
the gardener starts to tend more to this flower, giving her fertiliser, and singing songs of colours and joy to encourage her growth.
and one day she truly blooms. the sun rays dance on her petels as the dew trickles off her leaves.
"thank you. thank you." she chants. and hopes to bloom forever and ever so that both the gardener and her can enjoy each other's company.
but the days go buy and her colour starts to fade. fearing for the worst, the gardener tries to give her the best plant food money can buy.
the flower tries her best to appear at her brightest, but to no avail.
"Please save me", she cries, whimpering softly. But water can't save her anymore.
Entry @ 2:05 AM;
Sunday, September 06, 2009