The truth I held
from edge to edge
And it felt like a flower
The path of right, I took
from dark to light
And it felt like a flower
Love, I smelled
from Earth to sky
And it felt like a flower
Could we decide
the dimensions of petals
by scales of reason
Could we decide
the shape of petals
by colors of our feeling
Could we decide
the texture of petals
by demands of our will
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