Nothing Is Ever Dead

Nothing Is Ever Dead

Where the flower sprouts
From the barren stone
Bees gather to suck its nectar
The tree leans to offer shade
Nothing is ever dead

Guitar strums through the room
Though she is dulled from school
Curtains dance in tune
Soft music is played
Nothing is ever dead

As the restless mind stills
An explosion of creativity
Seeps into every heart
Even God smiled, said
Nothing is ever dead
It is only suppressed

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