On Surviving….

how to express this,

with no words strung into poetry,

but to exhort your eyes

from the terror of remembering,

to dandelions

outshooting from the grass,

there along hills and plains,

their wild flames raging

among violets and purple dead nettles,

now say my heart is the soil –

and this is its rejoicing

Published by Tonyyy

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