Nature

Poem By Bullion Grey

As one flower blooms, so another fades,
As one soldier kills, so the other is killed.
The sun shines on one, as it withdraws from another,
Water flows from an inner spring, another place it has no presence.
One artist creates a work of a lifetime, another broods without inspiration.
The wind graces a field of trees, as a crop of rocks lay still in air.

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