Want

I want my flowers to want me.  I hope they want me just as I want them.

I know what it feels like to want something or someone.   For me it is a desire, a craving that can affirm the reality of both of us.   It is a deep yearning I feel thru my whole body for the encounter of intimacy.   Do the trees in the woods feel the same thing?  Do the flowers in my garden lean forward to be seen, to be touched, to share their fragrance?

Without a doubt, I long for them, reach out, desire them and am prepared to love them, just as they are.   Do they feel the same?  Is it their nature to yearn and reach out for me, just as a lover does as they are about to meet with me?   Do they feel the same anticipation, the same longing, the same rush to encounter?

I think yes.   Yes, we are attracted to one another as two lovers, unquestioning, reaching out, uncritical, fully accepting, making real.  So it is with all my world