i've learned a lesson

Have you ever noticed how dirty life is? It's so gritty... and to get anywhere you have to go through the poop of it all. When God made flowers, he really knew what this world would be for us. Daisies, Dandelions turned white, and Tulips. Crazy beautiful flowers. But they all grow from the dirt; the grit. They claim their spots in this world by shoving their little heads from between rocks and roots, leaves and weeds, searching for the sun. Sometimes I feel like a flower, before it's become anything. The one that is still a seed under all the dirt and grime of life. But like a flower, the seed is well equipped with the knowledge that if you keep your nose pointed towards the Sun, and let your roots soak up as much good as they can find from the gritty soil, your journey will allow you to bloom spectacularly. It's sad though, that flowers have such short existences. To try so hard, succeed so wonderfully, and then fade away so readily can make you think the process is not worth the effort. Maybe even to consider the prolonged yet useless existance of a weed. But that's what life is, isn't it? Just temporary. Beauty never lasts and the struggle is all we know. If we try to hold on to the beauty, it's like saying we claim this earth; this empty and disposable home. It's worth it though, right? To be a flower is a great and wonderful thing. I also think that being able to let go is a great and wonderful thing. But that's just what I've learned from flowers...