Consider the lily
Though it seems rather silly
To give mind to a flower
That's absent of power
You'd have to be blind
No end game in mind
To waste a sole moment
Calculating it's quotient
Even when they're in bloom
There isn't much room
For the blazing bright leaf
Within minds of belief
They summon your eye
As you drive by
But their temporal mirth
Won't grow your net worth
Whether dead in the fall
Or crushed by a ball
Or adorning a tomb
Time kills the bloom
But
But, But, But
Let's see YOU drink the sun
and transform it's rays
cocoon-like
into foliage of tenderest gratitude
protesting the curse of death
For all your toil
command YOUR heart
to bloom in the spring
How great and how terrible to consider and
to Be
Like the lily
Let us take and eat and bloom
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