It’s not too often you get a moment with one so wise
Wisdom appears in many shapes and colors
But one must be careful
So do lies
Time granted the season for an Orchid to bloom
A moment of awestruck luster it was
Then with one surrender
A peaceful landing did loom
From where did it come from?
Where did it go?
Nowhere, yet somewhere
A simple I am that I am
and please continue
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