upward gesture of plant

Higher Destinies

sprouting in the light


“The heights by great men reached and kept,
Were not obtained by sudden flight
But they, while their companions slept,
Were toiling upward in the night.
Standing on what too long we bore
With shoulders bent and downcast eyes,
We may discern – unseen before,
A path to higher destinies.”

—Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807-1882)


in the garden of the soul
her flowerness blooms

ancestral seeds planted
and guided from above

loving care from parents

life’s storms acting like fertilizer
giving insight
sprouting wings