Welcome... To a 100 day journey into the poetic mind of Hart Floe!
I am so excited and honored to be a part of THIS INCREDIBLE CONTEST devised and facilitated by the legend that is 
I start everything I do with Gratitude... so thank you my friend for creating such an amazing contest, and thank you to everybody that also participates and supports me along the way... I got your back too y'all!!
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The momentum is building... day 5 and still 95 to go... Already had so much fun with this... Gonna have so much extra ammo under my belt once this challenge is done!
My name is Hart Floe Poet and I've been writing and performing spoken word and poetry for 2 years now... Which is precisely why I am so excited to find myself here on Steemit, and especially taking part in this contest.
So below is my poem for day 5 of The 100 Day Poetry Challenge.
Every Flower Blooms at the Perfect Moment
That makes everything here work.
The cells in our body,
Trillions at a time,
All intimately connected,
To your body,
And your mind.
Your heart keeps beating,
You don’t even need to think,
Your lungs keep on drawing breath,
Your neural pathways link.
And your mind…
It’s always thinking.
Sometimes your sailing,
Sometimes Sinking.
Because our thoughts are full of power.
They dictate our whole experience.
But if we let our thoughts turn sour,
This can be extremely serious.
Because -
We tend to love to sabotage ourselves.
We tend to take up habits that we know are bad for our health.
Sometimes it’s as if,
We have a death wish.
The food-for-thoughts we eat,
Soon dirty-the-dish.
We, belittle ourselves and try to deny our true strength -
To sabotage ourselves we seem to go to great lengths.
We try to pick the fruits before they’re properly ripe,
We try to force things to happen before the timing is right.
You see.
Every flower will bloom at the perfect moment.
There’s nothing we have to do,
We do not need much involvement.
We just have to sit back,
Kick back and relax,
Because the intelligence of the Universe
Has got your back.
We tend to run in cycles,
Stuck in loops,
Repeating patterns.
Just try to break the chains,
Try to break free,
Just to see what happens.
People get stuck in cycles that may repeat for many lifetimes.
The patterns of our ego that keep us locked in the grind.
We try in vein to flee
but never really try hard enough to just…
Break... Free.
I,
Just happened to be here with these words for you now,
I,
Just happened to come to this Earth just to help you see how.
And why.
Because it’s so important that you realize,
That you once were a seed,
And the seed that you are will flower and bloom,
But you have to believe.
You have to stop picking off the leaves
and Practice Patience as you grow,
And one day when the time is right,
The true beauty will show.
This piece was inspired by my own comment I left on 
I really enjoyed writing the comment and when I read it back, I felt like there was some sparks of inspiration there for a new piece... and here it is!
So thanks
Thank you all for reading.
Sending love always.
In All Ways.
Hart Floe Poet
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