A bud by miracle made
Elegant eloquent
Rain
Sun moon and shade
Slowly a flower
As time ushers in
Beauty
part of
The inexplicable
World we live in
Winds and wonder soon give way
To the daily inevitable known as change
The flower judges not nor projects
The intangibles it cannot protect
So quietly in its dignity
Makes way for new branches
On life’s ever growing tree
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