Where once I made use of everything and every one, manipulated my way through thought process and circumstance to achieve my own personal agenda, and cared not what effect my actions might have on that with which I surround myself, presently I find myself unchoreographed, stripped of all pretense.
I have not knowingly employed one power of deception, plotted a single course, nor sought out any weakness that may be used to my advantage, since I arrived.
I fear not, that I have gone from being the predator to the prey.
Instead, I am surrounded by a great feeling of contentment. As if the weight of constantly contriving my existence has been lifted from me. For the first time, I am experiencing life, without an encumbering need for the strategies I always thought were quintessential to creating my own little corner of the world.
I bloom now, because it is my time- not because I have made it so.
devoid of motive
stillness springs forth, disguised as
a tundra flower.
Thru Violet's Lentz 
Beautiful, J. Thank you for sharing your soul.
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Simply wonderful expression! Thank you!
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Okay, so now I’m confused. Is this you talking? Or are you the plant in the photo talking? Either way, that’s a beautiful piece of writing.
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It’s me symbolically taking on the shape of the flower.
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Ah-ha. Then I shall have to read again, in that light. But I still shall like. 🙂
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Poetic license 🙂
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Really intriguing. Read it a few times, and each read exposed another layer.
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Beautiful piece Violet. I can see your new home has truly inspired you. 💜🌼
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The power of the Tundra violet. Reborn.
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Lovely image. 🙂
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Yes!
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breath taking thanks for sharing 🙂 beautiful work ❤
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