The threat of beauty

Today, Moon in Scorpio calls us to contemplate the mystery of existence

I feel threatened
By smell of valley flowers

How can they be so open
So soft-spoken

So at peace,
While at any moment,
They could be crushed,
Walked over?

How can they be smiling,
Humming a tune

Resting while captive,
proudly in bloom?

What do they know?
What do they see, that I don’t?

I am afraid that

From all of life’s threats
Beauty might be
The most terrifying one yet

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