the sun is reflected
in tiny tufts of petals
where flora flatters
the solar sentiment
where bees visit to
make it possible
for each tiny sun
to explode into a
supernova of itself
to scatter the seed
to release the future
upon it's unknown self
to drift far off and away
from anything known
to remember the lost
to find what is new
and to trust the wind
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