Reach the sky,

trust the sun 

and crave its kindness.

Rely on the orchestra of rain

to quench your thirst.

Depend on the lavish ground

to stand tall.


When Winter dethrones warmth,

demanding bitter moments and chill,

your delicacy is to perish.


Fear not,

dear flower,

for you are to forgive and bloom again

without the consideration

of the selfish season.

Poetry Slam: 
This poem is about: 
Our world


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