My sorrow

An open heart is all of a sudden struck by lightning. The sky is getting dark, and the tender plant of trust was unawaringly trampled down by someone. A deep wound is threatening to tear the heart apart. But the light of the lightning illuminates the dark night and allows us to see the sorrow or the cause of the sorrow. Three small flowers show a development in the heart. Only if I look directly at my sorrow, I will be able to use it for my development. It is a big, strong heart and it will heal and grow with this sorrow. The blue-green-yellow colour of the sky shows on the one hand poisonous substances, but also on the other hand growth, cognition and spiritualilty.