There is virtue intertwined
in the lasting beauty
of knowing that 'I am worthy of you.'
~~~~~Mint = virtue
Stock = lasting beauty
White roses = 'I am worthy of you'
So often I forget the beauty that lies within me. I negate my worth and deny my heart it's song. The gratitude is more deeply felt when I remember. This walk is not done alone for certain. Even though it can feel so lonely and isolating. I am thankful to the flowers that help me to remember. Those beautiful flowers that infuse me with their delicious scent and quietly whisper... 'You are worthy of you.'