Flowers with Birds' Songs

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Bloom

In the early spring night,
they seem quite reserved.
With their hidden beauty,
unspectacularly observed.

Each new morning offers hope,
along with a ray of light.
Patiently waiting for raindrops,
from a much greater height.

Days and weeks progress,
their steady journey evolves.
Our blindfolds slowly come off,
lack of attention it solves.

As they reach full bloom,
we stumble upon remind.
Countless jaws open with awe,
to our spirits these flowers are kind.

It's bloom we've awaited,
Bloom! is now here.
Let's savour these flowers,
thorns we don't fear.

The moment we realize,
they aged and they died.
We completely forget until,
with the next bloom we collide.

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All photo and video clips were taken in the private garden of mine, with much delights to share with the viewers. The birds' songs were recorded in Forêt de Soignes (in Belgium)

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