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| No Less Beautiful |
| Somewhere out in a desert dry luminous petals appear For just a brief season they rise toward the sun reflecting the glory of its rays How sad that no eye will fall upon their beauty before they wither away |
| Somewhere deep in an unknown wood a birdsong welcomes the day The sky is adorned with the graceful sway of the crooner as he floats on the breath of morning How sad that no ear will harken his tune and know we breathed in the same air |
| Somewhere lost behind empty eyes a latent blossom awaits A reason, a spark is all it would take to open the bloom to stir the soul to its fullness How sad that no heart will offer itself as a catalyst for this ripening another beauty, yet unseen |
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| (c) 2005 Sheila W |