Fingers sticky with the nectar of verdant trances,
where diamonds soak in the manner of wildflowers in sunlight.
Lungs may be ashy, yet they whisper with strength,
while heavy roots stumble, unable to keep pace.
Clean as dew on morning leaves, pitch black and rich,
thoughts swirl like a tempest, fierce as a queen bee.
Greener than moss in the heart of the forest,
while the envious linger, trapped in their thorns.
A feast awaits, a banquet of flavors untold,
while umbrage cannot enter this realm of rapture.
Bags filled with wildflowers, vibrant and bright,
the weight of nature's bounty, grounding yet light.
Mirth dances in the way of the wind through the trees,
greater than the noise that fades in the breeze.
A force of resilience, rising with the dawn,
fierce and untamed, thriving in the wild.
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Interrelation and Other Works
Poetry"Interrelation and Other Works" is a profound anthology that invites readers into a world where the human spirit and soul are laid bare. This collection of 70 poems and 13 stories, and more, explores the intricate dance between philosophical wonder...
