Written by @linzo

In the caress of a gentle wind

A hot summer stands to please

Relieved of complaints of those

Who seek its heat without accompanying intensity

 

As if a ferry avoids choppy waters across the sea

Or life can fully be lived from a passive glare

Our pursuit for pleasure leads to madness

Whipped up by expectations and attachments

 

What is a summer rose without the deep slumber of winter?

What is its beauty without an observer to penetrate it?

Moment to moment a rose lives and dies

Why do we think we’re the exception to the rule?

 

By Linzo

 

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