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wild flower

       
I've bled out        
all of my beauty      
nothing is left      
of spring's blossoms      
       
except dried flowers      
pressed neatly      
in my diary      
to mark all of the lovely days      
spent in nature's embrace      
       
I hike up the mountain      
of discontent      
trails of pain      
welcome summer's ache      
not knowing when the rains      
will come again      
       
with the change of the seasons      
something has come over me      
that causes my soul to keen      
       
poetic light shine      
that was        
has faded      
       
lovingly & tenderly      
I take them in my hands      
& hold on to the watercolors    
that were once bold in color      
       
create new landscapes      
in shades that reflect my mood      
there are charcoal rivers      
that wind their way through my valley      
giving life to barren lands      
       
soon will come the wild flowers      
& set me free with their beauty      
as summer smiles on me      
       
& I am a child again      
born to a new day      
with grace on the horizon      
       
       
       
       
       
       
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