Sit.
Breathe.
Write it down.
Close your eyes,
Then, look around
You’re exactly where you need to be,
Planted,
Growing,
Bourgeoning.
These roots must grow,
They should go deep,
To reach the heights
That you must reach.
Things will bloom,
It will be fine.
Florets blossom
In due time.
HE is always in control! 💛