A wide field of grass,
A lovely decorated flowerbed,
A forest with majestic trees,
A river bed accompanied by plants,…
No flower is like the other
– just like you and me and them –
We will never be the same.
The differences yet bring us close.
We are one entity in existence.
We can’t grow without another.
We die because we try to live
Alongside each other and everyone.
That’s our circuit of life,
Of growing and wilting,
Of staying and leaving,
Of building up and breaking down.