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.