flittering all around without direction.
Hypnotizing all with your colorful beauty and
your constant search for the sweet.
No worries, no cares after your tumultuous journey,
that only you can appreciate.
Seeming to smile
after your forced metamorphosis.
Everyone looks in amazement and wonder,
aware of the pain and suffering of your life.
You were forced to trust the earth and unsavory bypassers.
Vulnerable, in the midst of chaotic change
yet, you seem to joyfully embrace the earth; giving beauty and life,
unaware of your significance.
Having given in to what is,
Having changed under the command of another.
Having emerged, still unsure.
Yet strong, beautiful,
Listening to and being directed by the winds,
by the breath of the daisy that invites you in,
telling you the secrets of life.
You are stronger still,
that before were only a dream,
where they take you
A member of the Occaneechi Saponi Tribe, Debbie Whitmore was born in a small town in North Carolina. She is a writer, blogger, poet, and aspiring author working to create a small patch of compassion and shed light on how we are more alike than different, connected than than separate and loved than not. She currently lives in San Jose, California.