there is some growing
in the courtyard
where I get sunshine

today I took the time
to look at it more closely

and I noticed
that as the flower dies
the center
creates golden flecks
in a circle
all around it

in its essence:
the secrets of existence whisper gently

"as a flower dies,
it becomes
it's own universe"

?Michaelette ?

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