Perennial

You only saw the beauty in my sprouted seed

You never saw me grow

You didn’t watch as the rain fed my soul

Or how the sun shined on me when life was cold

You only saw me when I was at my best

When the harsh weather of life gave me rest

And I blossomed into something fresh

Beautiful and untouched by the pollution that weakens the flesh

Yet you were so intrigued

by the style of my petals and the shape of my stem

You never bothered to seek what was within

You fell for my allure, because it was something you could profess

Telling the world you found treasure in a place oppressed

Proud that you attained a gem

One that glamorized your own petals and stem

So when the cold winds started blowing

And my petals were no longer bright and glowing

You couldn’t see what was deeper

Only the fading of my glamour and the weakening of my eyes

And you threw me away so you wouldn’t have to watch me die

If only you had seen me deeper

Connected with my roots and known how to see me

Beyond what was visible above solid ground

But the depths of everything that I am

If only you realized that we constantly have to regrow

And each time we do we come back better than before

If you would have just seen the strength of my core

Connected the power of our roots and together torn away at life’s thorns

But I guess you weren’t meant to be a part of my reform

So now I know transformation is the test that always reveals

Those who recognize your beauty despite the shell that it’s in