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Infinite Possibility

the 14th poem for a grass

 
 
A place can only hold a little air
hides a heart with strong will
Its love for spring grows into a small smiling face
 
It keeps treading on the ground
in no hurry to rush
It must know
Only when the roots are deeper and the vines are stronger
can it have more children and grandchildren
 
It must also know the dandelion’s suffering
like a homeless man wandering around
or a soul without enough wisdom can be sure
and a place can be its residence

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