
22/08/2025
Honouring divine timing đ¸
Weâve been taught to rush.â¨To bloom fast.â¨To bloom loudly.â¨To prove weâre worthy of being seen.
But real beauty doesnât scream.â¨It emerges đŤ
I used to think I was behind.â¨Like I missed an invisible deadline.
While others ran ahead, I felt like I was stuck underground -
composting, waiting, listening.
And I judged myself. â¨I tried to force the petals open.
But the only thing all that forcing did - was to bruise myself đĽ
It wasnât my time yet.
The soil was still teaching me.â¨And my roots were still deepening.
So I chose to honor my own divine delay.
I remembered that some flowers bloom at night.â¨And some seeds take years to open.
But when they do ââ¨theyâre unstoppable đĽ
With moonlight & moss,
Stelle â¨