feather clouds broken by rays of light
the perpetual buzz of the fireflies
nature writes to me, poems of love
i didn’t hear the first whisper
i didn’t feel the first flicker
but once i recognized, i revitalized
revive me and crown me
disrespected and drowning
align me and define me
i am burnt blue narrowing
Mar 28
Mar 28, 2026 at 9:10 AM UTC
feather clouds broken by rays of light
the perpetual buzz of the fireflies
nature writes to me, poems of love
i didn’t hear the first whisper
i didn’t feel the first flicker
but once i recognized, i revitalized
revive me and crown me
disrespected and drowning
align me and define me
i am burnt blue narrowing
