I’ve posted this before but every time I read this poem it holds a different meaning. So I wanted to share this with you all, again, and hope it brings you comfort.
‘This is the recipe of life’, said my mother, as she held me in her arms as I wept, 'think of those flowers you plant in the garden each year, they will teach you that people too must wilt, fall, root, rise, in order to bloom.’ - @rupikaur_
Captured by @beccygoddard
Bouquet grown and designed by @pheasant_botanica
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