Inner and outer life of a tulip

They bend and shape to the light.  They fall ever so graciously to the energy in the room.  They drink water profusely.  Tulips.  My favorite flower – the sweet reflection of my own light as it spotlights the shadowy parts of my inner landscape.  I catch a glimpse of a petal about to fall and feel the layers of my skin shed and renew as I force my attention to gaze deeper into untapped parts.  I am reminded of the polarities I contain within when I witness the magnificence of this extraordinary flower.