Tirupathi Chandrupatla


Live Like a Flower


Flower
Paints itself
With colors
Bud opens
Turns into
A blossom
Flower fades
Falls to the ground
Flower defines
Its own life.

In a life
Short
Further shortened
By elements of
Nature
Flower fulfills
Its mission
Delighting others
Giving birth
To the fruit.

Live like
A flower
Ancestor
Of the seed.

Submitted: Monday, November 18, 2013
Edited: Thursday, March 06, 2014

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  • Heather Wilkins (11/21/2013 8:06:00 PM)

    flowers have a short life they come and go with the season but they return the next year strong as ever. nice write (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (11/18/2013 10:59:00 PM)

    Flowers have only a momentary existence! Still they delight very many hearts and produce fruits! Human life is also supposed to perform the very same functions! Meaningful analogy and a lovely write! ! (Report) Reply

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