Beauty

I wonder what it must feel like
To be a flower in the bloom
Would it feel as cold
As the rising moon
Or as warm
As the setting sun

I wonder what it must feel like
To be the droplets of dew
Huddled together
Like new born cubs
Bare as the leaves on
A dying shrub

I wonder what it must feel like
To be the stars
to light the night sky
Innocent, unknowingly acting in unison
To plaster the earth with their magnificence
Shining,boldly with their brilliance

I wonder what it must feel like
To be completely free
Walking firmly
As though they were no ground beneath
The sole of my bare feet
So that I may bloom like the flower
In the spring
That my tears will be droplets of dew offerings
That I may shine, and be a light to the world
Changing lives
Surpassing the limitations
That try to break me
I wonder what it must feel like
To finally be free
To finally be me

SPILLING INK(G.L)

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