The flower

By Mark Heathcote

Sat, 24 Nov 2012
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Where does a flower, go, father
When it has flowered,
Inwards or outwards
Child—it doesn't matter
All that matters is, is
That it has flowered
And took root within your soul.

Father shall it die.
When the ice covers it,
Will it perish from the cold?
Child—it doesn't matter
All that matters is, is
That its roots have entwined
Your heart and, you can never die.

Father—is I a flower too
Yes my son, In the Garden of Eden
Father—where is this Garden.
Focus child look around you.
Inwards or outward
Does not this love un-bridle you?
Are you not a flower too?

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Comments

Submitted by Parson Thru on
Wonderful, Mark. Such a delicate touch in the writing. So deep and impassioned the message, and so true. As beautiful as Ginsberg's flower in its own way.

Parson Thru

Submitted by Mark Heathcote on
I didn't know Ginsberg was responsible for flower power till I followed up your lovely comment thank for your thoughts my friend. :)

Mark Heathcote

Submitted by Parson Thru on
My pleasure.

Parson Thru