Paying homage

See how the wild daisy  
bows in the wind?  
But what does it make  
obeisance to?

To you, looking on,  
it pays homage  
to nothing at all.

So come closer --  
still closer --  
until you too  
feel the breath of Wind  
on your face.

Only then can you know  
whether that flower  
is a wise one  
or a fool.