OFF LIFE…

I get from the source, petal
Of my missing acclaimed being
As of the dew falls on leave's tip
As of the blazes to the flame
I tune in to the pith from
Inside; giving existence without
With the end goal that the root provides for the tree
With the end goal that the night gives the day break
I am in this manner, carcass in my stance
For my atmosphere to pick up truth