Who are you waiting for?
Some bigger than now
Son or Daughter to return
and lead you away from here?
Look in the mirror.
What you see
is not who
you are.
Who I Am
is each breath
alive and brand new.
A flower seed buds,
opens and returns home.
All life, you and me, are flowers.
Let us display our beauty Now.
Let tomorrow care for itself
when and if it arrives.
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