There’s a purple flower out side my window
Stretching it’s petals out as far it is able to
Catching every ray of nourishing sunshine.
Its simplicity reminds me of my own desires,
Needs and wants which now have retreated
To the uncomplicated, easier and quieter.
What sustains me these days is much reduced.
Ambitions have lessoned, hunger tempered.
The insatiable lust to get ahead now sleeps.
Now is the time to reflect, to mourn, to grieve
To remember those who have passed and gone.
Feeling their weight, grateful for their worth.
Like the little purple blossom lazily basking
I am attempting to replicate this modest change.
The essence of life expresses in its innocence.