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Flower, flower

why do you hurt yourself so?

be not afraid of love

for there are stones who weep for you

and crystals that sparkle.

Little flower on the wind

let not the harsh rains make you close

turn your face to the sun

and allow it's rays of warmth

to gently caress your petals,

so frightened of opening.

You are not leaf, nor root, nor stem, no,

you are purity in movement

you are Love

you are Life itself.