Blossoming flower

I am a magical seed planted with angels care not knowing the right season, too early... too late... or have i just created a whole new perfect planting season all my own. Cultivated with intentions and energy a little sprout begins her journey. Mother earth's vibrations awaken this curious new life, spirit whispers guidance and guides the foggy future path. Looking back the path has always been crystal clear. As the sprout evolves metamorphosis takes place, sprout takes the new shape and is thriving, a strong yet delicate stem of life emerges and a cocoon of hidden miracles are embraced, this new blossom is an unbroken geode, the outside earthy and plain but the inside mysterious and magical. The bud yearns to be seen and to flourish. Slowly like time eroding a canyon, this amethyst peddle peeks and sings, dances with the wind and is grateful for yet another transformation. It starts slowly and methodically but one by one the other magical peddles sing in harmony, a choir that even the bees stop to listen too. Each peddle has its own direction but all connect with the circle of life, grateful to be fused to this web. Everyday evolving and learning and connecting with oneness, fighting to find connections in the endless garden. There are so many beautiful, thriving flowers, many with the same beginning. This new flower of life and spirit is taking a new direction, peddles willing themselves to new unseen colors and breaking the cycle of wilting and hibernating, this flower with thrive more and more with time...