In dirt lots, through concrete cracks
On highway overpasses, choked with fumes
Plants don’t perceive barriers. They grow
Subtly, silently, lushly, without a complaint
In the most inhospitable of environments
Demonstrating beauty amidst the barren landscapes
Grace in the face of adversity
People are like that too, yet…
We just have to remember that.
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It has been many months since I have participated in Six Word Fridays. I miss it. I have grown so much in my new life in Boston, and hopefully I can share my experiences with you again in the near future. PS. Next up is six weeks in Madrid!