Who knew such a magnificent flower
could emerge from the prickly pear cactus?
The courage of that flower to grow past all those needles
and claim its place in the Springtime world.
Beauty pushes through
with an intelligence that’s breath-taking.
Offering nectar-drenched pollen cups
to hungry bees hovering.
There is a blossoming that comes
from getting through the prickles.
We sprout past thorn fields of our own weaponry
to reveal blossoms of true selves.
This is Nature’s invitation.
Once you’ve made it through
all those spurs and daggers,
broken through your sharp-tipped disguise.
Share your nectar with the world.