Believe the wind,
petal… just be.

The breeze believes
that a petal blown,
may follow the leaf
and fall upon
the feet of one
that plucks it between
curious fingers,
admiring the strength
of one lonely petal,

to just simply be.

©️ Obol, 2020.

Poetry from the dream journal. That dream was a wild ride.

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