The Dying Flower
A poem about finding peace
1 min readJul 13, 2020
“But that flower will die, someday.”
My guest knew not of manners
But nonetheless I humored him
“Sure. But I’ve discovered
That watering this flower
Brings me peace and joy.”
“Even knowing it is a waste?”
My guest seemed sincere
Even curious
“Is peace and joy a waste?”
He didn’t catch that one though.
“But that flower will die, someday.
Why do you you water it?
Why do you speak to it so softly?
Why do these things
If the effort is better spent elsewhere?”
My guest took a sip of his water.
I laughed.
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