Water's delicate facade
broken by anything
remakes itself
perfect.
It walks without worry
down the path that leads
with the least impedance,
no matter the obstacles.
Rising to the sky,
wingless yet flying,
preparing for the day
they gather unshattered.
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Sitting Here Thinking (2020-2022)
PoesíaPoetry of varying subjects and construction, the second of three. Written while sitting anywhere, lost in thought about everything and anything. Accolades: #1 Thought Provoking 2/26/2020 #1 Self-Reflection 3/22/2020 #1 Creative Writing 7/24/2020 #3...
