Waves of green
Held the scene
On places where
The gods have been.
*
Two steps further out of hell
Confusion sits on fear as well
Enter one and only one
Where beauty breaks the spell.
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Time turned slowly
as the wind picked up my hair
and then softly laid it back down again.
*
Stirrings in the air
like 1,000 Butterfly's
So much magnificence in one spot!
*
The temperature inside me began to heat
until I drew in longingly,
and sighed.
*
Countless hours in a sudden chill
and I bask silently.
*
Why can I not again relate to each momnet
as I did that one year...
And as my thoughts were felt beyond the years
I may have known;
It was I who chose to wander.
But it was not to cease the expansion
of inhaling and exhaling
countless spasms of joy.
*
Now is Nurture of a different kind.
Scared and frail I feel at times
and I still feel so new that I cry a little
not knowing always how to be.
~
Tears are good
and I say it is just growth
Growth of a different kind my dear~
Growing pains
yep ;-)
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