here’s what I’m thinking...

perhaps we're always “in bloom;”
it’s just not always obvious to us and others.

that our undeniable

capability,

beauty

and capacity for greatness

is always present and powerful even when it can’t be seen by the

naked,

distracted,

and judgment-bestowing

eye.

maybe we’re all like these magnolia flowers in my front yard in that we represent

beauty,

longevity,

and perseverance.

and when you stand for such, I dare suggest that even when you’re not noticeably “in bloom,” you damn well still are.