As the flowers blossom
Breathed in the soft hand of spring
Petals scattered on earth
Where it will dissolve into mere memories.
And then are the memory which never fade
Travel in space that expands until ..
It transcends all boundaries
Beyond which time ceases to heal.
Someday there on a sunlit summer beach
Kicking around the grains of sand
I shall BE.
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