Coalescence

There is a flower, 

Where once, 

My heart used to weep. 

It is a bright sunflower, 

Looking up to smile. 

For years, 

I thought it

Would not bloom, 

Amidst incessant

Torrents splashed, 

Barraged by ice

Harsh buckets of snow. 

Every time, 

A bud sprouted,

Running feet

Trampled it

Before it could grow. 

But my heart

Was not just resilient, 

It was observant too. 

It realised over time, 

That it needed to wait, 

For the sun to arrive again. 

Huddled in the dark, 

It imagined the warmth, 

That spring would bring. 

Golden rays magnified

By cloud colour lens, 

Scattered across fields, 

In hot, summer days. 

When the dreams 

Were nothing

But deafening nightmares, 

It heard a voice, 

Asking it to believe, 

You are pretty, 

You are brave, 

If only you could see, 

What others see, 

When they see you, 

You would know, 

How happy you could be. 

Winter perished, 

Just like all dark things do. 

I found my heart, 

Reaching out

Every morning, 

To stretch outside 

A little more each day. 

There is a flower, 

Where once, 

My heart used to weep. 

There is a field, 

Watered by tears, 

Now dancing in the breeze, 

Asking others

To look up 

And smile too.