Flowers

We travel into distant lands, and places far away.
seeking treasures, jewels of life,
gems of our existence.

What jewels do you seek? You seek riches?
Don't we all.
But what is money to an empty heart?

Do you seek attentions, in quantity?
They may have been many.
But memories & numbers don't make a life,
right now.

Do you seek understanding?
You show them pictures, pretty ones you want them to see.
But none of these bring love to thee.

You cling to passions of times long gone
and miss the butterflies right under your nose.
Or have you forgotten what butterflies look like?

You don't see what's right there,
the leaves on the trees, the bark, the flowers...
instead you water the plants while looking for fairies in the grass.

When a blooming flower shows it's delicate petals,
just sit down sometimes, smell its uniqueness, sweetness,
before you pluck it from the ground.

You look for jewels to adorn your crown?
Take them, there, take all you want.
You look for passion, beauty?
You're missing it, your eyes don't see.
It's right here, but your eyes look through it.

You're missing it
you're missing it
It's right here.