Blossoming

The blossoming of what one solitary heart can attain

Each time one opens the window of dawn

The abundant praise that comes out

The ordinariness shaped since ancient time

A rhododenrdrone, mountain goats, waterfalls

All offered to be touched, uttered, experienced,

Makes one bolder to leave the shelter

Shyness can not remain hidden

The dialogue of senses climbing each step

To attain the summit of expressions

The confluence of thousand stars, a constellation

We are the new arrivals

The vastness seems to be always there

We think they will last forever

They are evanescent as we are

But we try as if leaving a hint

Of what we are.

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