"Ask our little flower how"
and every single flower I see
I feel it is telling me.
You are way too tired
so stay a while
with the little flowers
sit with them
for hours and hours
and in this time
the answer comes
that lights the path.
In the quiet of the night
this sojourn
will be bright with light.
You saw
the hope fade
with your friend
his body weak in the end,
his genius still inside
though he never did hide
his gentle tender heart .
Fare Well To Thee
your truth has set you free.
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