Nothing Beyond

Would flowers still be beautiful if they never bloomed 
What good are the petals if no one is there to admire them 
Perhaps they are inadequate, and maybe that’s why they wither 
Yet these seeds that bloom 
Never asked to be looked at 
Or praise for the beauty that they hold
So maybe I am philosophizing too much about the matter
And not enjoying the gift that they offer
Nor listening to the words that they speak
For such a human tendency it is to complicate things
To pick at things until there is nothing left to pluck 
Maybe it is all simpler than we think 
And maybe that’s the true beauty of a flower

~ Tony Paradise’s Poet ~