Wildflower

If there were a space so simple as to promote the spontaneous proliferation of a smile -this would be such a space.
Having withstood the stomping of feets and munching of insects;
having endured the heat and wet and parched effects of certain and uncertain weather;
whether or not it chose to be,
it is here.

When its time has come to fall,
on the waves of time it shall float.
A mere breath in a life of sighs we do not hear unless we listen.

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