Blooming
You Can See
The Transient
Beauty In Fresh
Blooming Roses...
You Can See The
Majesty In
Mountains
Majestic!
Ahh... Purple Roses
Even Mountains
Live For Sand...
And The Beauty Of
The Stars Are Ever
Forming, Are You
Watching? Are You
Waiting? All Will
Fade, To Soften
New.
Beauty Of All Size
Time Irrelevant...
Made Relevant
By Choice,
For Salvation.
For Saving
Beauty's
Sake...
No Obligation.
-Gray Squirrel
03-08-2026
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