Every day I see a bud and also a flower
But I forgot the journey between one to another
Where did I forget that there is a long gloom
Between the bud and the bloom!
I ignored the moments of formation
And missed to see the silence of creation
Clouds collect the drops in contemplation
To pour out rain in proclamation
And as I wait in hope for a rebirth
May the buds bring me wisdom and strength!
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