The Flower That Is Opened

It Cannot Close Itself Again

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Have you seen flowers 
How they come out of the buds
Then slowly open
Then stay open 
Until they die

There are exceptions 
Some flowers wait everyday 
For the sun
To open
And then the close 
As if to sleep 
When the sun goes down 

But by and large
Most flowers 
Once they open
Don’t ever close again 

The heart is also like a flower
It doesn’t open 
Until it falls in love
It stays closed
It waits for the sun 
To come tame it with a murmur 
A slight sound 

But once it is opened 
No matter how much it tries
It cannot close itself 
Cannot forget the love
That made it bloom once

It might take years
Decades even
But when it gets a chance
If it gets a chance
The heart will take that chance
To see the sun
No matter what odds
Are stacked up against it

And when it sees the sun
The heart will be drawn to it again 
Quietly without any ambition
The heart will be delighted alone
There will be so much joy in it

But if the sun then calls for it
The hearts joy will know no bounds 
The heart will be eager 
to take up on its offer 
once again if it can

But if it cannot do that 
And there are hindrances 
The heart will sit tight 
and wait again for its day

And once again 
when it is given the green
The heart will seek again 
The heart will try in vain
To go back to its sun

The heart will seek its sun again
And draw him out once more
But if the sun is busy then
The hearts joy will go on hold 
Sitting tight was its lot perhaps
But the heart will keep doing that 

And it will wait 
And wait
And wait
Until it meets its sun again
The heart will keep waiting

The flower cannot close itself 
Once it is opened 

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