Daisies

The daisies are born again
Only to die again separately

And as daisies ,all in chain
And be born new daisies all

Feeling and smelling same
Like new stars of old stars

Smelling and shining same
Daisies are by a same God

Saying the same thing again
In morning and in the hills.

They are God’s re-iterations
Like our other daily things.

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