On a flower not a flower is my Spirit a flower in Eternal Space, is a Buddha not a Buddha seeing you, a Spirit fashioned by human hands to fall in Love with you – a flower holding you, is to see you, the Universe is the Spirit of two, but not getting to touch you, is not two, is still a flower suspended in Eternal Space with you – but split from you – the reaon for my Life remains unknown
For G 58 (Flower)
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