White nerium in fullest bloom,
Please quiet now the mind,
Through silent meditation,
Transformation you will find,
A message of duality,
On one hand, beauty true,
And on the other, toxic,
Stay alert in all you do,
Blooms even after being burned,
It rises from the dust,
Regeneration, phoenix-like,
Resilience we can trust,
So keep the receptivity,
A mind still like a lake,
Both quiet and attentive,
Stay alert, aware, awake.
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