Thistle

October 9, 2009 Azadeh
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thistle

No beauty is lasting.

Flowers will fade soon,
days will end to night,
young will change to old,
sun will fall in the ocean at sunset.

No beauty is reliable.

No one can step on the pretty waves,
no body can pick stars,
step on rough rocks,
and pick thistle.

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