Into the Light

I always wanted my own garden

but the sun never shined
in our corner of the World
as I sipped starlight 
that escaped through the cracks

and swam in syllables;
thoughts dancing in stanzas- 
the only glimmer in these eyes;

weighted whispers

just waiting to spill 
upon twilight’s canvas;


my favorite quiet skies.

So I flew, 

in one perfect moment
within those same stars

to nurture my spirit,
and my very own garden
watching petals bloom

like it’s the first day of Spring.



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