No greater honor—
Be like the flower
Face the sun
Let its warmth fill you
Overturning whatever steals your joy
Be like the flower
Proud, but ever humble
Never too straight
Always able to bend
Flowing with the wind
Be like the flower
Use the day to grow
Give back to the Earth
Use the night to rest
Rejuvenate from a hard day’s work
Be like the flower
Always ready to live
And when the time comes
Be ready to die
Making room for another
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I like it!
Beautiful shot of the Church! Nice!
I am a fan of flowers, I bookmarked your words.
Nice Arizona shots, too!
More good photos. Rico el perro es muy bueno!
wonderful poem… always ready to live…. always ready to die… there is a time for everything… each day we do a bit of both…
(always lovely lovely images…)
Really nice photos lately!