Cold fragile desert
Lonely wanderer walks
Soon finds young flower
Growing behind rocks
Now lonely wanderer
Still as a stone
Admires blooming flower
Until it has grown
Time comes and shatters
As wanderer stays in place
Withering little flower—
It's time to replace
Now happy wanderer
Lonely once more
Leaves dying flower
And starts to change course
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Poetry Hearts: A Collection of Poems 🌟
PoetryMy compilation of poems, letters, and speeches. "Poetry is what makes me open... It clears my thoughts, letting me express what I feel deep inside... It's harmonic and mellow like a magical lullaby..."
