A so busy man unexpectedly fell down
Before even understanding what happened
He notices something strange, unusual

Which found its way trough pavement
Like an oasis between all that noise
A countenance of a yellowish flower

As an intuitive reaction, first
He looks down, to his feet
Even beyond, down to earth

Then, still not feeling yet
He looks up, to the sky
Even beyond, up to the stars

Everything there seems to him
To dance in an absolute balance
An eternal harmony to each other

Except what happens in front of him
Ignorance, selfishness and decadence
Finally he is truly seeing, realizing…