Petals
Embracing Life's Spirals: A Poetic Journey by Ginger & Pear
Lyrics
We hold the fronds of time, pale and lilting
We appreciate the delicate and fleeting nature of time.
Bear in mind their passage and pattern
Remember and acknowledge their passing and recurring patterns.
Circles and gyres, like anything scattered
Life's cycles and chaotic patterns, akin to scattered things.
Keep a while, your thumb on a petal
Take a moment to preserve something delicate, like a petal, with care.
A palm in the dirt
A hand connected to the earth, grounded.
We'll hold ourselves entwined, languid and wilting
We'll embrace each other, relaxed yet fading.
My oh my, my breath is in tatters
Expressing emotional exhaustion.
Spiraling smiles and knowing what matters
Smiles formed through experiences, understanding what truly matters.
Hold me tight, your thumb on a petal
Hold me close while taking care of something fragile, akin to a petal.
A palm on your heart
A hand placed over the heart, symbolizing affection or protection.
Always onward, passing forward
Continuing onward in life, progressing.
What we've come to hold so far
Valuing what has been achieved or held onto thus far.
We'll hold a brand new mind, growing and grinning
Embracing a new perspective, evolving with a joyful demeanor.
Dawn-light life and all that comes after
Life at the break of dawn and everything that follows.
Soft and wild, stumbling through chapters
Navigating through life's gentle and turbulent moments.
Tend to that, this thumb like a petal
Attending to something delicate, akin to a petal, with care.
If there will be mountains, there will be stones
In life's journey, challenges and obstacles will arise.
If there will be stones they'll end up in the stream
Obstacles eventually dissolve or fade away.
And there will I be with my feet on those rocks
Being present in challenging situations.
Somehow I was small and now I'm not
Reflecting on personal growth and change over time.
If that's all I know, well, that's all I know
Accepting the limited scope of personal knowledge.
It's mine or the mountain's to guess what it means
Uncertainty in deciphering life's mysteries, whether personal or universal.
Spirals and gyres and everything stops
The idea that everything eventually reaches a point of stillness or cessation.
Plant something new before petals drop
Planting something new before things come to an end.
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