Poetry

Wanderer

A poem — Part I

A pink carnation grows from a blanket Of cold snow — ice Falls of butterflies Flutter tunes to the sun Rise of a wave into space Full of twinkling hearts Gather of blue winds Frolic in river of hugs Lilac frogs fly through fire Mountains of rainbows Burning Crushing Devouring Existence — For Good not Hate Imagine Just Know Love Matters.

Sometimes when the mind wanders, don’t hold it back. Let it free.

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Gratitude

Thankful for the mind, in good times and in bad. ❤️

Thanks to Illumination for giving my words a platform.