A poet with a mind is like a bottle of wine
Throughout time, the words flow and shine
They have a way with words like the wave and a bird
They speak in a tone so divine
Firey desires, amber hopes
Fill the voids that grow deeper
If the sun is the God, His light is a rope, then the torch is the sentient seeker
Seek knowledge, treasure, and power
Be Godly in essence, a tower
When you plant the seeds of prosperity you end on the tip of a flower
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Submission Name: The Poet, The Sun, and a Flower
