sometimes the flowers dance
better than the ones you love
sometimes the trees will sing arias
smoother than the lead of the play
sometimes the leafy bushes hide
better than closed mouths
sometimes the creeping weeds
are stealthier than the criminal
sleeping next door
sometimes when everything is falling down
dandelion fluff can find its way around
and even in our human stillness
grass can still be free
May 8, 2014
May 8, 2014 at 9:51 PM UTC
sometimes the flowers dance
better than the ones you love
sometimes the trees will sing arias
smoother than the lead of the play
sometimes the leafy bushes hide
better than closed mouths
sometimes the creeping weeds
are stealthier than the criminal
sleeping next door
sometimes when everything is falling down
dandelion fluff can find its way around
and even in our human stillness
grass can still be free
