Hybrid Flower Poem by Javier Falcon

As the night goes on I sit here and think,
the common coincidences of life which are around,
stuff which most don't notice, but is there.

I am as every other person, human,
like every flower is to its kind,
yet me and the flower are also alike.

As we do not only run on what keeps us alive,
at this point in our life we need more,
as food and water ain't just enough to sustain us.

Sunlight gives us our morning and happiness,
as we spend our days adjusting to it,
and still does not manage to satisfy our needs

Water quenches our thirst when we really need it,
providing that needed health which is required,
but at the end of the day our mouth remains dry.

Food gives us the needed energy to live our lives,
pushing us forward as the day goes on,
yet not giving us that final boast making life meaningful.

Air gives us that aura of necessity and harmony,
as we need our surroundings to live at peace,
even so causing us much pain we are still not complete.

Even so there is only one thing which gives us true life,
being the true feeling of love, the meaning of existing,
as love is the only thing which keeps us inspired and motivated.

Keeping us pushing forward, looking to see what is ahead,
pushing through the boundaries to reach it and grasp,
locking it in the deepest section of the heart, not to let go.

In the morning, as I wake by her side, I look outside my window,
to see flowers, a couple, one next to the other,
then I knew that I was just like them, so similar.

As she is what keeps me alive through my days,
like those two flowers, I will remain by her side,
until my corpse is taken away, yet my love remains behind.