Nature

There is

There is
In the core
A certain strength
That keeps
All the flowering petals
In beautiful harmony

Free Floating Joy

Amidst the complexities
Of life
I try to keep things simple…
A morning walk
No small talk
Eyes on the road
Searching
The debris
Of a tree
That’s shed
It’s petal load..

Fruitless Pursuit

One half-eaten pomegranate fruit
Greed for taste
Plucked in haste
Thrown as waste
I thought
Birds knew better
Than us…

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