What good does the seed the flower?
Beauty burst forward, withered?
Crying out
Only a seed

To become is not enough
If it's not me.
Who cares another?
A memory, not thought,
only observed?
By what is,
no matter how great,
or omnipotent?
I am and want to be
and will continue
or else cry out
to empty fullness.

(April 18, 2006)
Photo by Somogyvari
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