How to be so sweet and fiercely wild all at once? One of life’s mysteries. The petals so tender, as if they could be crushed by the tiny hand of a child. But the bush itself wild and free, perhaps planted but springing up with a mind of its own, blooming when it feels like it. And just to make sure, thorns to stay protected from being plucked.

And why look for life’s metaphors everywhere? Because I for one become lighter and more in love with God’s creation. I want to stand fiercely against all that is causing pain in the world, the evil that abounds. I want to be free to create, imagine and bloom. And just to make sure, I too carry the thorns of truth and shy not from speaking my mind.

May we all breathe free!