Sunday, 30 May 2010


Though humans might believe that they are wise
they've grown so numb to everything they've got.
They walk around deceived by their own lies
in trying to become something they're not.
A flower doesn't try to be a bird.
We have no voice to sing a mating call.
And flowers cannot fly. That's just absurd.
We have no choice. We're flowers and that's all.
But if you asked a flower, she'd say no,
though birds can fly I do not envy them.
I haven't got that power, but I know,
my beauty lies in being who I am.
   Your beauty too, is never very far.
   All you must do is be the rose you are.

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