much like the butterflies
i fish from the pool
wings leaden with water
exhausted from the notion
of staying afloat
my journey began the same.
uplifting tiny gossamer stars
from abysmal waters
so i might bestow
one last chance
for us to
f l y
.
Feb 19, 2020
Feb 19, 2020 at 4:50 PM UTC
much like the butterflies
i fish from the pool
wings leaden with water
exhausted from the notion
of staying afloat
my journey began the same.
uplifting tiny gossamer stars
from abysmal waters
so i might bestow
one last chance
for us to
f l y
.
july 11th, 2017.
to the rays of resilience
and the six years of recovery
I walked to harness
such resplendent light.
kalica delphine ©
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