Your as magical as a flowers pedal upon the sea.
Floating ever so effortlessly.
Only to Reveal yourself when the moons essence illuminates thee.
The whisper of the night’s breeze will bring a moment of clarity.
All is right, all is free.
Free from the ******* that binds you to me.
The flower and the seed.
Forgetting today’s Tragedies.
Tomorrow’s a new fruit,
one full of endless possibilities.
Letting go of artificial needs and obligations to fulfill your greed.
Urgency to be everywhere at once,
but not I.
Patiently I drift,
Just a pedal upon the sea.