Size Does Not Matter

When I stand seeking truth I am taller than my body’s limits; I can reach the sky while my feet are firmly rooted in mother earth. I am not shorter than anyone else, I do not tower over anyone else because my stature is internal. On a day when I keep my convictions in sight, I can rocket to the sky so as to see ever clearer my world and my journey. Truth gives sight and strength to my limbs, to my stems, to my leaves and commands my roots to go deeper so as to balance my desire to live in the light. My horehound friends and I stand together, each proud of who we are and of each other. We are family.

Those trees opposite the foggy field do not intimidate us, for although some say they are mightier, from my patch of earth, the only thing that matters is family. So I will not let myself down, nor those who count on me. I will grab onto the strength that is within me, and the strength of our unity and I will not let go. No matter what. A true weed never gives up.

Thank you weeds for another lesson. How well you know me.

Please come back tomorrow for a new “Weed Image of the Day” and let me know which ones you like.

We and our weeds are so much more than what we first appear to be.

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