Thursday, 24 April 2014

The flower, my teacher

As the sun rises,
In the virgin sky,
Your petals still closed
Like a bride, so shy,

I ask you dear flower
What's in your mind?
Is it about the tomorrow
That you will never find?

They tell me you live
Just for a day,
Yet like a child,
You are merry and gay.

Tell me your secret
Oh! Beautiful beautiful flower
A day is all you have
Yet great happiness you shower.

You live today
Like there is no tomorrow
Teach me your secret
That will destroy all sorrow.

So lets live for today
This hour, this moment,
For they say, this day
Is a gift, a present.


3 comments:

  1. Good one and should inspire more people to live in the "here and now!"

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  2. Excellent One Shwethat!!!!
    “I don't know who my grandfather was; I am much more concerned to know what his grandson will be.”
    ― Abraham Lincoln

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