upon reflection the picture’s a bit hazy if it did happen
if we turn our backs for just a moment, nature pretends we’re not here
the greatest power is in the imagining of what we don’t know
the path up ahead has the answers to questions i haven’t thought of
i wade in the sky breathing deep of the ocean and wake upside down
every storm cloud eventually passes we should remember
only in stillness can we find the conditions for true reflection
the flower opens when it is ready, and not a minute before
the storm cloud has passed but we still check the forecast before heading out
the hand of nature over time makes all things rough around the edges
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