My heart cries out: why must it be so?
The flower petal decays and the seed gently falls onto the earth.
Slowly, the seed burrows into the dirt reaching for nutrients and protection;
Over time, combining with different elements:
Straining to bring forth another flower.
In the spring sunshine, the flower’s fragrance opens to the wind
And the meadow again shares in a timeless dance.
O man, you and this flower are forever joined;
Brothers and sisters of the Eternal Cycle
Of Hope, Oneness and Renewal.
O spiritual traveler, why be sad?
Tomorrow you will again lift up your arms
And celebrate in the glorious sunshine:
Calling all manner of creatures
To join your timeless celebration of rebirth.
-SB.
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