«Blossoms» by Etya Vasserman Krichmar
From blossoms comes nectar,
from nectar comes honey.
From honey comes sweetness,
from sweetness comes health.
From health comes longevity,
from longevity, wisdom.
From wisdom comes knowledge,
from knowledge comes history.
From history comes remembrance,
from remembrance comes the answer.
From the answer comes enlightenment.
But we learn of hate.
From hate comes transformation,
from transformation comes balance.
From balance, a future
for generations to come.
From blossoms comes change,
from change we taste love.
From love we grow jubilant and
Turn into blossoms again.
Author Bio
Etya Vasserman Krichmar, a Soviet Union refugee who fled to the USA in 1978, has a powerful story of overcoming adversity. Born in Kazakhstan but listed as Jewish by the Soviets, Etya endured a harsh regime where religion was banned. Her passion for writing, reignited after a near-death experience in 2008, has led to recognition from MasticadoresUSA and publications in several literary magazines. She is an active member of various writing communities, including Life Writers and Write from Your Center, and contributes to local writing groups.

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