Flowers Are Made Of Stories

Flowers are made of stories, every colour a different genre, every form a different journey. 
A yellow flower lived high on a tree; it sang and danced along with the wind. One day the yellow flower fell on a passerby who looked up at the tree, then down at the flower, smiled and left. The passerby loved its story.

Flowers are the best storytellers, just a glance and the job is done, allowing the story to unfold, to bloom within the seeker slowly.

A lotus once told me an epic and a night jasmine a love story and a marigold a fairy-tale saga.

Flowers are made of stories which the mind forgets but the heart remembers.

Cassia Fistula, golden shower