Monday, September 11, 2017

NAKED FLOWERS.

NAKED FLOWERS.

The broken and neglected world is like
A dream within a dream.
Nothing is real, except death.
The end of reason is like reason unknown,
And unknown things are grown from desperation.
Take pride in your realization.  Grows like a flower
In a seed.
Write books on paper.  Seek wisdom from Bibles.
The growth is in the knowing that tomorrow will never come.
Wisdom is in the grain of the seed, and flowers will bloom,
And trees will fall, and the bees will stop buzzing
Around naked flowers.
The broken and neglected, steels of commerce, are proud
And shadowed by grief and doubt.  The pain of love is in
Love.  Sunlight falls through cracks in windows,
And the pain speaks through, calls with voices on
The faraway wind.
Everything is etched in time, shadowed by dew on

A forgotten world.

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