A Breath Among the Petals

Warm sunlight washed over me, and when I blinked, my fingers gently yielded beneath the terra cotta rim in my hands. A tiny breeze stirred the delicate yellow flowers cradled in my pot. Carefully, I lifted one finger and brushed a velvety leaf, feeling its coolness and moisture. The quiet scent of damp potting soil rose to greet me, softly confirming that I was truly here.