Flower petals blotted the tears in the pond
Yet the tear drops continue to explode and ripple
Against the gun metal blue reflection
It's as if the red and white pedals knew of the demand of hope
There is such a demand in my heart
Yet the gun metal despair is in tsunami
It's all so out of focus
But every once in a while
There is a blinding contextual petal blast of iridescence
For a moment I thought the tears might be my own
But then I knew
The tears were from universal compassion
And the velvet petals nothing less than love
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