A flower blossoms
Outward it opens
That’s all it knows
Oh so beautiful
So lovely
But soon it perishes
Now we lament
The flesh is the same
Outward it grows
The senses grows
So beautiful
So lovely
But soon it perishes
Magic moments lost
The wise Know
The beauty of flesh
No value as such
Why crave skin and blood
Let it go
Turn within find yourself
Let other flowers go
Priceless within
Priceless you are
Priceless is life
To find yourself
Be very clear
Body surreal
Atman real
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