A Flower

PoetryWords On A Page
Written By Zachary Phillips
 

A flower blooms,
Its beauty unrecognised.
No depth, no feeling,
Only cold calculation, a knowing.

This is life without meaning,
Two-dimensional reality. Fact.

Who am I to deserve this?
Who am I not to?

The flower dies,
Its decay unrecognised.
Just another shade of grey,
Colouring this dull world.

This poem is from the book Words On A Page

 
Zachary Phillips

Zachary Phillips is a psychotherapist, meditation instructor, author, and poet. He helps people identify and release the limiting beliefs that no longer serve, process the past, accept the present, and embrace the future with positivity and purpose.

https://www.zachary-phillips.com/about
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