Transcendence is Mysterious
Fleeting
Temporal
A Temporary Ecstacy
A Brief Glimpse
A Brief Unflowering
A Brief Resumption
An Unblocking
Of Flow
A brief Opening to the sun
To the full light of the Brilliant sun
And then...
Nothing...
As though the Flowering never was...
And all there Was...
Was a primordial Swamp bathed in gloom and darkness
And Shadow...
And yet a Flower...
A lily waits somewhere in the Dark,
for its Chance to open...
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