Somewhere in the flame
Is the colour of your eyes
You adopt the posture
Of fallen leaves
Gathering ideas like moss
You disappear
You grow again

Somewhere in the water
Is the colour of your strength
Resisting the pull
Of time and tide
Growing in your influence
You are covered
You rise again

Somewhere in the touch of the wind
Is the colour of your beauty
Rhyming the impossible
With the plausible
Gaining velocity
You bloom
You bloom again

You bloom
You bloom again

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