A Flower is like Heaven


A flower is like heaven.

It is with us for such a short time.

Although heaven is eternal, it is fleeting.

We cannot grasp the significance sometimes.

We can’t see the truth for the beauty?

Life is a puzzle for sure.

Maybe God wants us to figure it out for ourselves?

But man is a vain creature, he only wants the reachable.

The unreachable is fleeting but still there.

I can see it sometimes in my dreams, reaching out to be grasped.

I sleep, I reach, I grasp, I hold, I wonder, I marvel, I wake, I lose.


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