Wildflowers weep

When Poets die;

Return to Earth

Return to Sky

Creatures care

When we state "Not.";

They still know

What we forgot

The Night Rain sings

Dulcet

Demure;

A fast farewell

Is not the cure

Harmony coalesced

Starstuff within;

Self-aware

Solar Winds

Melodies resonate

Thoughts

A-flurry;

Let not sadness

Overstate your worry

Blossom

And pollen

Fragrance

And mirth;

Facing the Sun

From death

To birth

-LaurenAshley



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