the dense smell of dry grass
revealing every wild flower
that has found its way
to grow in the meadow
after a while
there are choices to be made
not necessarily visible ones
not necessarily drastic ones
small changes
in choosing the direction of thoughts
whether they are to follow old patterns
or to be encouraged to trace
new trails
in areas of the mind
consciousness has never reached before
perhaps discovering wild flowers
that has been growing there
all along