The Flowers

It is so easy to let life get out of balance, to become focused on things that really shouldn't be taking up so much of your head space.  In order to regain some form of control over my own mental harmony, I find it often imperative to take a step back and think like a child once again.  To me, thinking in the way I did when I was young is so very freeing and calming.  It puts things back into perspective and helps regain balance, but also aids imagination and motivation.

This poem epitomises my own childlike thoughts and completely transports me back to the days when I would spend hours in the garden playing out every adventure that popped into my head.

The Flowers by Robert Louis Stevenson

All the names I know from nurse:
Gardener's garters, Shepherd's purse,
Bachelor's buttons, Lady's smock,
And the Lady Hollyhock.

Fairy places, fairy things,
Fairy woods where the wild bee wings,
Tiny trees for tiny dames--
These must all be fairy names!

Tiny woods below whose boughs
Shady fairies weave a house;
Tiny tree-tops, rose or thyme,
Where the braver fairies climb!

Fair are grown-up people's trees,
But the fairest woods are these;
Where, if I were not so tall,
I should live for good and all.

Life is quite often just about perspective, if you take the time to view it in a different way, it may help you live yours much more contentedly.