The clouds of wisdom and the winds of hope
succeed within
Sending passions to stem
on the ends of my leaves
And songs to bare witness of the
magnificence of thee
I breathe, day and night
in the dew of my petals
Reaching for the sun
who knows of my desires
Only time will deliver unto me
The forecast of our creator
What once was a grain of seed
Now flourishes in dignity
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