I feel like
I am growing
UP
but still
very very
YOUNG
the roots are planted,
the leaves are budding,
the roses are visible
however the rose is still quite ripe
maybe a daisy could take it's place
or a tulip
whichever
the given moment possesses
because
the moment-by-moment
play-by-play
is how i choose to live

So that leaves
may change so suddenly
and grow into something
more beautiful
more new, fresh, covered in dew
but also
it will have it's other days too
The beauty of it is the quantity of change
so bitter and sweet
so samsara swirling
into infinity
never ending,
but always bettering
into a new and exciting life.
Buddhism anyone?