The Seed


The secret of the seed
Is in the fragrance of the flower,
As the petals open up
And bow their heads towards the power
In the sky were passing by
A million miles every hour
On the universal clock
Its basic rhythm is forever
And life dancesand rejoices
In the knowledgeof it's freedom
And the promise of a new found destiny


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