I envy those who enjoy the flower-simply because the flower exists
I envy those who can breathe-without a thought in their head
I envy those who can sleep-but never know a dream
I envy those who rise each day-unable to remember the past
I envy those who care not at all-for the passing stranger
I envy those who are too ignorant-to form their own thoughts
I envy those who believe the surface-is all that there is
because they can see nothing beyond it
I envy those who close their eyes and never fear the dark
because they can not imagine there are things they cannot see
I think it must be far better to live that way
- to enjoy the flower for it's existence-nothing more
Envy by Michelle Tormey is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NoDerivatives 4.0 International License.
I envy those who can breathe-without a thought in their head
I envy those who can sleep-but never know a dream
I envy those who rise each day-unable to remember the past
I envy those who care not at all-for the passing stranger
I envy those who are too ignorant-to form their own thoughts
I envy those who believe the surface-is all that there is
because they can see nothing beyond it
I envy those who close their eyes and never fear the dark
because they can not imagine there are things they cannot see
I think it must be far better to live that way
- to enjoy the flower for it's existence-nothing more
Envy by Michelle Tormey is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NoDerivatives 4.0 International License.
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