Fiery flower in Shelbourn Falls. |
a flower…
its simplicity astounding
and a flower…
complexity deceiving
life and all…
assuredly worth living
but death…
passively comforting
passively comforting
and a river…
it flows over
hills and under
valleys…
swirls around
boulders and through
nothing…
always changing
eternally cycling
always changing
eternally cycling
above --
through --
through --
in --
up
when down and
out
when not…
why…
when we could live simply and die cyclicly
and like
quicksilver flow inwardly and
glisten changingly
and move where
glisten changingly
and move where
nature leads us…
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