The Flower

Changing Paradigms


My head turns atilt

Breaking paradigms that were built

Laying in the rubble

I see a flower refusing to wilt


Destruction chases after trouble

Always trying to pop hope’s bubble

Hold fast to excite ire’s wrath

and gaze long to never stumble


Walk long down the hidden path

and close your eyes to nature’s math

Come to a quiet lake and gaze long

enter the cold waters for a sacred bath


Renewed in body and stirred to song

absently ambling as nothing’s wrong

Finding a new paradigm has been built

Lengthen ideals by staring at beauty long


Listening now to the winds atilt

distorting what  love has  built

Always smiling in my heart

I know that my soul’s flower won’t wilt


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