Wild as weeds
Traversing the ground,
Sprouting up vibrant
A hue some like,
Though you pluck a wildflower,
Wishing it to be vased,
Only to find her wither by night,
But let her be and see,
She’ll grow so high,
She’ll shine so bright
She’ll shine like stars.
Thank you sun,
Thank you sky,
Thank you earth,
Thank you Mars,
Thank you creator
For all these blessings,
Thank the day,
…. I am in love,
…. I am alive,
…. I am I.
Time goes as we move in the flow,
And even with eyes open wide,
My mouth drops low,
When I see how he grows,
Body, mind, heart, and soul,
Like a rollercoaster ride,
Climbing up slow,
And sliding down as if we are flying
With my stomach a flutter
And my head high,
As he asks why?
Why do the stars shine,
And gray clouds cry?
Why are my eyes bright,
Why does the sun light up the sky,
And why do I love you
And it makes me smile why?
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