The Journey Inward

What is this beautiful thing that's happening?
     Where there has always been politeness,
     Laughter, shared memories, and care.
There is something else blooming.

Is it symbolic that we met here?
     Our first sister get together,
     No kids, no mom, just us.
In a place full of blooms and growth?

Why do things happen when you stop trying?
     Maybe because you ease the pressure,
     Remove the expectations,
Show up authentically and let the organic magic happen?

All I know is that this day was special,
     Different than any other,
     The first of many to come, I hope,
Just my sister and me, talking, sharing, supporting.

The gardens were breathtaking that day,
     Especially inside the greenhouses,
     And we took in the beauty around us,
But also the beauty between us.

Photos:  Longwood Gardens, 2.23.25 by LA