I’d love to be the petals that tickle your nose as they fall
that perfumed carpet that softens each step you take in spring
to grab that unexpected happiness out of it’s winter cave
but it’s safer to remain on the stem
even safer to stay a bud, cocooned
protected from rain and wind
but also from sunlight
there is more beauty in blooming, too
to burst forth, sugars coursing through my veins
spilling over passionate reds, tickling pinks, vibrant yellows
and exhilarating is the wind and the rain
for when the petals fall
there is still hope
in roots and stems there is strength
promise, that while I give these petals to you
new ones wait to grow in their place
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earthen-beatnik said:
This is beautiful
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