A sweeping tide of marigold
Overcomes the new blossoms,
Bathing them in sustenance.
The light comes,
Never failing.
These are doomed blossoms,
But the life-giver never dies.
It lives forever and creates forever,
Though its conceptions are not loyal.
The life-giver persists.
The life-giver does not lose hope.
The life-giver is ever striving
To find the one who will last through eternity.
Will that day ever come?
Until then, the life-giver waits.
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