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Blossoming Forever<\/p>\n
By<\/p>\n
Radiance Angelina Petro<\/p>\n
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At the end of the day, we are all<\/p>\n
light-seekers.\u00a0 In this world of seeming<\/p>\n
and guessing, the impulse towards<\/p>\n
ever-spring unfolds the flower of longing.<\/p>\n
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He knows the seasons of consciousness,<\/p>\n
the inner purpose of flowers.\u00a0 He aligns<\/p>\n
seeds towards the sun as they sleep.<\/p>\n
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Darkness is the point of departure.<\/p>\n
It is soul-changing, and he uses it<\/p>\n
to encourage us to enter the struggle upwards.<\/p>\n
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Grain seeds found in Ancient Egypt will still grow.<\/p>\n
No matter how long we sleep<\/p>\n
he will wait forever for the celebration<\/p>\n
of flowering, taking slow, simple, sips<\/p>\n
of pure contentment.<\/p>\n
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He knows all about withering, and the falling<\/p>\n
of petals.\u00a0 He knows pain determines<\/p>\n
so much.\u00a0 He knows winter comes, and so,<\/p>\n
he turns his light into sweetness, his voice<\/p>\n
into warmth, and he cultivates within us a willingness<\/p>\n
to accept surprises.<\/p>\n
Surprises, like why-questions suddenly unriddled,<\/p>\n
surprises, like the sky,<\/p>\n
surprises, like eternity,<\/p>\n
surprises, like blossoming forever<\/p>\n
in his hands.<\/p>\n
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