Dialog With a Columbine

I love you for that ...

... of course

I should love you anyway,

but I did not even

notice,

or care,

or think.

Until you showed me,

you taught me

What life is,

and how,

and why.

Co-beings,

we share the transience of life –

A brief flowering

in beauty

before relinquishing that

and life.

A brief flowering

in beauty

before relinquishing that

and life.

Yet we each still remain, you and I,

in the beauty of what we have been,

in the beauty of what we have done,

which are the significance of our being.

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