A good lesson on impermanence.
OHNE WÖRTER (FLOWER SERMON TANKA)
I picked a flower
Twirled it between my fingers
Sat waiting, smiling
Till it divulged its secret
But it just withered and died
A good lesson on impermanence.
OHNE WÖRTER (FLOWER SERMON TANKA)
I picked a flower
Twirled it between my fingers
Sat waiting, smiling
Till it divulged its secret
But it just withered and died
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OHNE WÖRTER (FLOWER SERMON TANKA)
I picked a flower
Twirled it between my fingers
Sat waiting, smiling
Till it divulged its secret
But it just withered and died
Lovely.
Very nice!