Oh door to nowhere,
How is your handle so worn
Yet you're out of reach

Smoke rises like clouds
Ripe leaves, dark as the night sky
Ashes fall like rain

Support from the soil,
Desire to reach the sun first,
What makes a tree grow?

Is it a swan song?
Plea for help, etched on a bench
Carved into my mind

Eager snowflakes fall
Happily dancing on wind
Melting once they land

Oh fallen wall, you crack and lean yet stand
A piece is lost, a piece is found, you try
To show your prize, but hold an empty hand
You grasp and cling to painful things, but why?
You wear your badge with pride upon your head
You're hurt, yet strongly rooted to the ground
Some broken bones, but still you aren't dead
Suppress your doubts and let those feelings drown
You're meant to stand and guard this land nonstop
No time to think, just stand and don't look back
Yet still you ponder if you're just a prop
And if they come will you withstand attack?
And now you brace as men draw near with swords
They climb right through, ignoring your awards

I'm trying to bloom
Water, nutrients, and light
I watch others grow

A proud mother's push
Wings spreading to catch the breeze,
a baby grounded

Sunflowers wave and sway
Bees land to reap their rewards
Pollen finds a new home