“She’s the type of flower that can still grow after a forest fire.”
I came forth from a lavender palette and its scent breathed me into life.
I wobbled into tiny steps as You held my famished hands and breathed more wind to push me forward.
I walked unknowingly into the distance as you flanked me to learn different cultures in strange destinations.
You gave me more wind of knowledge and more people to love.
Now, wherever I go, whomever I meet, I look back to see You always kind and protective.
My lavender palette overflows ever polished with Your mercy and forgiveness.
I am breathing still your divine air!
I hope this inspires you to write your I AM FROM poem.
Painting by Claire Wally
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Splendid and serene poem, Zaza. Loved the stanzas and the picture too. Awesome.
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