Cold closes, Warmth opens

They open up with warmth

Just like you do

When sunlight makes them brave

Exposing their inner beauty

Opening up their delicate petals

Revealing.

Warmth that opens.

Delicately.

Preciously.

Raw openings

Tender core

Hidden behind the closed

Frightened unsafe cold.

Love that heals, is warm

And it doesn’t need the sunlight

It doesn’t need anyone

For you have it within.

And so do I.

Love energised courageous colour.

Healing feels raw, as the exposure to the hidden gets aired, seen, believed, held, loved.

Held and opened by love.