Some flowers stretch too far for the sun,
forgetting their roots in the soil below.

They shine for a moment,
brilliant, blinding,
then fade before their time.

But the ones that stay grounded,
that grow steady and slow,
feel the earth’s heartbeat beneath them.

They don’t need to outshine,
they just need to belong.

For it’s the humble roots, unseen and silent,
that hold the bloom when the wind begins to blow.