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A flower blooms

Brilliant radiance

The colors and the glory

Inspire reverence and awe

But one day

It will wilt and die

The once soft petals

Crumble and blow away

Sudden burst of consciousness

Tragic in its ephemerality

Mortality is wrong

We should live forever

Singing our eternal song

Where did we come from

Before we were born

Where are we going

After we die

This fleeting sentience

This glorious burst of life

A mournful brevity

Marks our sojourn

Climbing the tree of life

Searching for answers

Just when I think I have the

Source in my view

Oh, no, I am broken again

I feel there's no more hope for me

The seeker

The eternal student

Always keeps his ear and soul to the ground

Listening, feeling

For any information that the universe may impart to him

In a dialect of synchronicity and other signs

I have felt the pounding rain on my flesh at Lake Michigan

I've seen their innocent eyes beaming at me with love

I have felt unbridled pleasure on Greenfield Avenue

I've spilled blood and damned myself for all eternity

But forgiveness is key

The karmic boomerang you threw

Can come back velvet smooth

Like the flora blooms in spring

And in autumn fades and dies

There's a blink of an eye between the cradle and our grave

Where did we come from

Before we were born

Where are we going

After we die

This fleeting sentience

This glorious burst of life

A mournful brevity

Marks our sojourn