Poetry and Reflections by Florina Falce
The Language of Flowers
( a sample poem )
Imagine a world
Where we speak the language of flowers
Where you can pick your own accent –
The rose, the poppy –
And when you speak
You’ll have undivided attention
As this language knows
First how to be silent
Not to startle the butterflies
( another sample )
Our survival instinct turned us into sophisticated beings. But we forget we are part of an ecosystem. There is always a bigger, more powerful force than us. We created tools and weapons to defend ourselves but we also created the ego.
How limiting when the real danger is still the unknown! Or the outer known. Instinctively, we may know that the higher force is “up there” as we tend to look at the sky when we pray. Sadly, God didn’t help the dinosaurs survive. Will God help us? And since we can’t fight bigger rocks, we invented bigger egos to fight. It gives us a way to forget how small we are.
But we haven’t spent all these billion years working so hard to go past the bacteria-, molluscs-, quadrupeds-condition only to become victims of our own creation! We can still choose to see beyond the illusion of the ego and the reality of the ecosystem and enjoy the miracle of being alive.
We can enjoy it as it happens.
Let this realisation be our genetic print in the evolution of our species that can transcend the illusion of time and the triumph of mind over matter.