Friends – Cherry Blossom – Rejoice
“The potential for heavy frost is likely, especially as we get into those lower elevations. I would expect it to look like a carpet of snow as you head out for the early morning commute.” The meteorologist’s words still rung in my ears as I cupped a cherry blossom between my fingers.
A vibrant pink circle held the delicate petals around the pistil. Leaning in closer I heard the flower whisper truths of its strength and hidden weakness.
“I am strong,” the blossom spoke.
“I bend with the wind that tugs and pulls at my white skirts. I have learned to dance with what comes that I may not be torn apart.”
“I am strong,” the blossom spoke.
“I do not crumble under the weight of the bee. Instead, I share my life to provide something sweet for thee.”
“Yet alone, I find that I am weak,” the bloom continued to speak.
“Left unattended the frost will be my end. I need a covering to make it through this bitter trend.”
“Yes, I see,” I answered the tree. “It’s not so different for me.”
We are built for community. How do I know?
Even the beginning took two you know.
A developing bud and a life knit in the womb both birthed on a tree with ancestry.
Life has come. A new story begun.
Petals unfold and arms learn to hold.
We find our friends a fruit all their own.
Different seasons proving their merit.
My prayer is that you have a bushel to inherit.
I shook out the cloth.
“I will be your friend, a covering for you. Together we will fight. Together we win. We both will rejoice with a harvest in the end.”
In grace and peace,
Sharon Rose