Never try to open a flower. You might ruin it. But you knew that. Let sun and rain have their way with every petal. Be patient and watch. The flower I speak of is your soul. But you knew that. And the power by whichyou knew at once that this poem is about you, is the green forcethat breathes openall living creatures.Photo: Peter Shefler
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