|
When a flower blossoms so boldly and beautifully,
Will you notice the petals that have fallen below it?
Standing before an intensely bright star,
Will you notice darkness or shadow?
I aspire to be that flower, that star
Blossoming, shining, bringing warmth to others
But if I become like that, who will notice the subtle darkness behind?
And who will know, when parts of my soul
Start separating, disintegrating,
Falling to the ground?
Image © Rupashri Chatterjee |
