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Reaching for Sola Nirvana
today
she walked in the snow;
sun bright
on her brow,
casting shadows
into her eyes
long gone
dark
a single,
spring-green leaf
struggles to break free,
reaching for
Sola Nirvana;
small and determined,
it’s will to survive
focused
bending down,
her fingers gently
caressing;
the velvety-sharp
texture stings,
skip-starting
across her flesh;
even in its struggle
upward
it courageously
fights
where it stands
“me too, little one”,
she whispers quietly
me, too
she walked in the snow;
sun bright
on her brow,
casting shadows
into her eyes
long gone
dark
a single,
spring-green leaf
struggles to break free,
reaching for
Sola Nirvana;
small and determined,
it’s will to survive
focused
bending down,
her fingers gently
caressing;
the velvety-sharp
texture stings,
skip-starting
across her flesh;
even in its struggle
upward
it courageously
fights
where it stands
“me too, little one”,
she whispers quietly
me, too
Published 10th Nov 2019
| Edited 11th Nov 2019
Author's Note
For my own Sola Nirvana.
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11th Nov 2019 3:15am
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11th Nov 2019 3:26am
I live in the tundra, so it’s always winter here ☺️. Thank you for the read and the lovely feedback 💜.
Anonymous
11th Nov 2019 11:56am
Ugggh I can relate. It was snowing here before November and now it is sticking. Bracing for record accumulation this year; this weed will need a scuba mask with a tall reed for oxygen.
11th Nov 2019 12:04pm
Ughhhhh is absolutely right lol. We’ve been hearing the same. Winters are already brutal here, so I’m not looking forward to it.
11th Nov 2019 7:13pm
11th Nov 2019 7:34pm
Those days when you can even see the sun just beyond the barrier are probably the ones where I am full of the most honest kind of hope - I know I’m on my way there when I can reach for it. Thank you, Ahavati 💜.
12th Nov 2019 2:37am
The slow pace of the write, the tender detail of it's action, weaves this ethereal scene before the mind's eyes. I picture snowflakes, impossibly white, sawing earthward, melting like tears on impact, 🙏🏻
12th Nov 2019 3:37am
Thank you, Daniel. You nailed the scene down. I appreciate your kind words.
9th Jan 2020 4:55pm
9th Jan 2020 5:16pm
The resilience of nature and it's will to survive is very inspiring and uplifting to me as well... Your ability to relate to a blade of grass, and understand it's struggle in relation to your own shows us your astounding connectedness with your empathetic side (and your emotions), and your strong sense of connection to nature and the universe... Brilliant and beautiful writing, Luna. It's wonderful 😊. And it's even more powerful with your reading! You are beautiful, perseverant, and a great inspiration to me, just as the blade of grass is to you ❤️
26th Apr 2021 9:50pm
Beauty observed by beauty.
As your dark eyes hold so much light within them.
As your dark eyes hold so much light within them.
27th Apr 2021 5:04pm
