“If you ever gave me flowers,
I would burn away my sorrows,
Feeling their victorious sweetness
Intertwining with the smoke of my bonfire.
If you ever gave me flowers,
I would give you sunshine in a bottle,
Taking care of its precious treasure
As colourful as a rainbow.
But you never gave me flowers,
And, through storms and whirlwinds, I have found
I must now become my own flower
And, without you, I must grow.”
Ana.
Originally posted: October 21, 2020