Life, hope, human.

keep the flowers close.

but not your cards, show them. ditch your poker face.

keep looking at the living, thriving things. keep noticing the cycling of nature, over and over into new life.

keep tying yourself up to hope. keep your eyes open to it.

let yourself beam your eyes into the little eyes all around you—human, animal, flowers too. let them know delight just by how you look at them. thank them, like a prayer. not because your parents told you to, but when you can’t help but let it move through you.

acknowledge the complexities of being human. admire how many times you forget, then remember. acknowledge the abundant potential in a time bound life. giggle at how many times you remember, then forget.

keep the flowers close.