Today I found this solitary flower in the morning. It looked cheerful growing there enjoying its own company, oblivious to the cacophony of morning rush. And then I wondered if it was standing it’s ground, choosing to keep its world wonderful for itself?
I realise that defiance is futile when the fight is with our own self. We end up hurting ourselves whether it’s a win or loss; but then, it is difficult at times to go with the flow!
“You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I’ll rise.”
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I am all for tenacity, for the tenfold power it has!
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Beautiful mam😇
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Thank you for stopping by. Glad you liked it!
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Pleasure mam. I am so glad I found your blog. 😇
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So am I, you are welcome to explore whenever you like.
Checked out yours too… a nice blog there!
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Thanks a lot mam. 😇🙏
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