I could reflect upon my son
the one who tried to steal my inheritance
I could reflect upon the married men
Whom I won't mention by name
Instead I reflect upon the earth
The beauty of a small flower
Blooming
In this large cosmos
called life
I am a small speck
universal
yet small
The beauty of a flower blooming
with the universe in the background
gives flavor
to this thing called life
A small seed planted
growing to maturity
which same as life
dies
only to bloom again
A small flower
gives such
earthly pleasure
if only to me
I am a small speck
in this enormous universe
blending with time
which only exists
in a place
where there is no time
no space
only
to
be
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