There's a time for everything
Says the moon to the cactus
As it watches the flowers around fall asleep
Thorny thing sprouts smooth buds
When will it be my turn to bloom?
The queen resounds in frustration
Here's an epiphany, Oxípetalum
My shape changed constantly
Am I only beautiful when full?
Each purpose designed strategically
Without phases, even the ocean would lack pull
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The emotional one
PoetryPeople say "don't just exist, live" I say if you must just exist today to get to the next, you will live. So exist and feel the existence around you until you can live, fully.
