Live Simply
While tending the garden I discovered a stone had trapped a rose below.
Forced to the earth, there was nowhere for it to go.
The prisonoer did not mind its situation of woe,
and instead had chosen simply to grow.
Today, I found a bloom crushed to the ground,
and I learned; sometimes lost is found.
When all else fails, bloom down.
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