don’t tell me…

…that…

the petals are changing color, or the flower is becoming larger, or smaller, or smelling less sweet.

don’t tell me that…

…the droplets are slipping down the leaf, or the leaf is larger than it was five minutes ago, or the vine is a little bit taller.

don’t tell me that…

…the first rose of the season is just that, and tomorrow you will find another one so much more beautiful, or fragrant, or pink.

don’t tell me…

…just…

yet.

Don’t Tell Me

Be well, and at peace,

Phil

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One Comment on “don’t tell me…”

  1. contoveros Says:

    The droplets got me. Beauty is as beauty does. Birth, Life, Death, Rebirth.

    michael j


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