A Real Flower Poem by Prabir Gayen

A Real Flower

A real flower always remains a flower,
It dances with breeze and lives
with total being,
A real flower is always a flower,
It flowers and flowers with total gratitude,
A real flower is eternal though not permanent,
From morning till evening it blooms,
Sway with flow like river and smile
with eternal Providence,
Full of life and vitality and
absolutely joyous,
A real flower is nothing but absolute
expression of divinity,
A flower is a flower is a flower,
It dies in the evening
like bright sunshine,
In dying it is tremendous and polite,
Through form it is divine and
through death it is everywhere,
A real flower is deathless in its prime,
It goes into nothingness and
reposes in self to shine again
to share it's Joyous nature,
A real flower never dies and never dooms,
It is part of great process,
Sometimes on circumference,
and sometimes at the center,
A real flower is real beauty
with form and without,
Rest and rejuvenation,
Total with life and total with death,
With death at the center it is eternal.

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@Prabir Gayen - 05-10-2019/ 9: 18 AM.