Like flowers Whence We float

After the mild drizzle,
Which we thought together
We could create by Us
Our minds working on
As part of Divine Self,

Like flowers we thought to bloom
On the stillness of our Lake
Placid as we the World did take
Into our painted Hearts,

Blue they call our Mother
Be cause of Her two-third,
Watered space as She left
For Us to stay afloat like buds

And staying thus closely lit
By the Love We thought to breed
Into Our Petals White,
We dreamt of Peace of hurts
Into us leaving writes

More to bloom
More to rise

Every flower
To reach
The limit
Of Our

Limitless Skies .



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