just another human, being
Through countless droughts and floods,
Flowers bloom endlessly in Fertile soil.
From the Depths of her Being,
Far from the Light that Blinds your eyes and mine,
In Silence Reverence to all that ever was,
Guided by a Force that knows no other way,
She transforms the dark, useless Matter
Into Beauty that emerges into the World
So that it may Light your eyes and mine.
Whatever may be, que sera sera,
Let the Flowers Bloom.