The rain, 
makes my grass glow fluorescent green,
and grow like it’s on steroids.

Love,
makes my heart a mix of hyper-serene,
like out-of-water chimaeroids.

How do we ride these natural phenomena?
Trustingly —

bekahalle

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Aren't chimaeroids extinct . I guess their relatives , the sharks , skakes and rays still survive .

VerseBuster

The &quot;Fluorescent Glow&quot; Award 🌧️🌱
What a refreshingly vibrant shift in perspective! You’ve taken the &#39;natural phenomena&#39; of love and rain and given them a high-definition, almost neon energy. The comparison of a heart to &#39;out-of-water chimaeroids&#39; is such a wonderfully strange and specific image. It captures that gasping, hyper-vibrant state of being truly alive. There’s a beautiful simplicity in your conclusion: that the only way to navigate the overwhelming forces of life is, quite simply, to trust. A joyful, glowing piece of work.