Poem -

A Mind of Aestheticism

A Mind of Aestheticism

Flowers bloom
unfolding soft hands and
opening the beauty to the
the eyes exhausted;
when the mortals feel hunger,
flowers feed them the essence;
even when the mortals catch the rays,
flowers feel its innocence.

Flowers can be an interior mirror
of face, heart and mind.
We are flowers, and
our beauty lies on
smiling,
sincerity and openness
to the heart.

 

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Brittany S.

Very sweet thought and poem. I like ❣️ 

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Marion

I've not yet read a poem.about flowers so beautifully written. And flowers do that.... everything you say. x

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