I sense hope every time I see a fragile flower. Mistake not, the flower as fragile for in its blooming from a bud it has resilience  writ large in every petal .Projecting hope majestically it withstands  the day come rain or sun 

Every flower is a powerful yet graceful testament of hope & strength springing fresh from the earth.

Speaking of Power…

Power is often mistaken to be loud and aggressive,  but often it is the quiet, the silent rebellion that has the most effect. 

Mistake not the fragile as weak

For often, there is great strength

In those fragile frames.

Proving time and time again

It is not the weight you carry

But in how you carry & project it.

What do you think ?

Savvy