god under certain circumstances

I always feel as if I'm seeking the "right" path in my life, ever wary of the choices that have led so many astray.

There can be no doubt that changes are on the horizon, and my power to mold events seems frail under the bonds of love.

But, perhaps this is just the projection of my perspective, and it would stand to reason that I can alter my perspective accordingly.

No matter the pains of today and the receding hope for tomorrow, there exists a blooming beacon of light, a precious flower.

I doubt my amazement at how well I cling to this one, fragile, innocent symbol will ever fade.

Indeed, it may be the only glimmer of light, no matter how faint, I can make out in the darkness closing in on me.

Seeded by the best ancestral qualities and nurtured in soil wrought from unconditional love and acceptance, the potential for beauty and dominance is like a direct steroid injection into my pride.

So the right path becomes no longer about the path I walk myself, but instead the path best suited for the flower's maturity.

And in this realization, I find a sense of peace that allows me to smile, even if only momentarily, about tomorrow and await the day I hold the flower in my arms and feel the soft, delicate touch unrivaled by any other.