Thursday, May 17, 2018

Suburban Life

My roots go deep
Deep down
Into this strange town.

Tallest trees
Fighting for air to breathe
Pushing for the light.

A pleasant sun,
A graze of grass,
Brilliant.

Hidden secrets
Hotter than the
Stars, submerged.

A flicker of light
On a leaf
Grows

I stand
Arms open,
I receive:

The light.

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