When you least expect it,
it slips into your life—
like flowers,
blooming in the heart of winter,
like bountiful crops,
ripening under monsoon skies,
like the painted hues of twilight
just before the sun dips below the horizon,
like the shimmer of the rivers
glistening beneath the sun.

I know—
it's easy to love the flowers,
but it takes courage,
to love the leaves beneath it.
It takes a lot,
to embrace the whole plant.
It’s...