Stones And Flowers

Nothing can be as fickle, treacherous

As Life.

Love it or hate it,

Take it or leave it,

Life will remain life.

Sometimes it hurls stones

On your path,

And sometimes it throws

Flowers on your feet.

But you just have to keep plodding on.

Because flowers and stones are but

Passing illusions.

As ephemeral as the fog,

As short-lived as the images of a kaleidoscope.

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