As every bloom is different;
every person is unique;
we seldom look the same
nor the same language speak.
Every seed that’s sown
falls solo to the earth;
every child that’s born
enters solo at its birth.
Flowers may look the very same,
as twins most often do;
but each comes separately,
or all nature is untrue.
Every seed that’s sown
falls solo to the earth;
every child that’s born
enters solo at its birth.
from heart to head 