GOLDEN FLOWER

Burning golden face of the flower-th

petals earnest, eagerly spread wide.

Delicate fingers grasping for shafts of sunlight-

grabbing the reckless wind.

Bees and hummingbirds,

Snuggle, embrace-

gently kissing the dusty pollen.

The tiny universe shrinking, expanding-

detours in manic motion.

Lives of love  migrate, assimilate, integrate,

for a brief moment;

In proper search of, and always frantic

in their hungry and determined chase.

                                                       

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Author: moonmaenad

Unskilled Navigator of this ocean we call life..somebody throw me a lifejacket STAT…or a clever and friendly dolphin

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