Be a flower

It was early morning
and the red morning glory had just bloomed
for the first time ever,
so the gardener walked over and said,
Welcome to Earth

The flower smiled
and then continued
simply being,
and the gardener did the same

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Flowers are cool

Yeah, and wise

Very wise

They come and go
without drama

They never complain

They accept all that comes,
rain or drought,
equanimously

They don’t care
if they bloom or wilt,
live or die

They don’t think about the past
or worry about the future

Calm and quiet,
they simply are

Butterflies and bees
come and go,
and flowers simply let them flow
away
and welcome them
if they return

We can learn a lot from flowers

Yeah

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And so the army of flowers
grew quietly on the front,
observing all and imparting wisdom,
and inspiring others
to be like flowers

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