Source: Cottonbro/ Pexels

Under the warmest of suns and the coldest of moons,
you ponder upon your thoughts as they sink into the earthiest of soils
like the rain that drips over
shimmering as it falls down on the earth
making it lush
as the most fragrant of white lilies
and strongest of oaks
rise from that loam
as the wind forms delicate notes in your ears,
sweeping away the petals as they brush upon your skin
reminding you that you're heard
and that these notions of yours
are worthwhile
for they gave birth to finest of flowers ,
flowers of your musings
and to the mightiest of forests
that stand for as long as the heavens do.

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