Against the crystal blue of
the morning sky.
Little wings
fluttering on
Insearch of the lush green,
Hues of red & purple & orange & blue
& yellow & green
& oh so so many colours!
Insearch from birth,
Dreams passed from generation to generation.
In threads of life
so fragile!
& yet evey flutter
leading
further
deeper
in to a jungle
so overwhelmed with shades of gray & black!!!
Where is it!??
Where is that distant throb, that calls me?!
Where is that promised garden!?????
It pains!Oh little one!
It pains to toss about!
With no end in sight!!
I know you might feel lost now!
Yet futter on!!
In the heart of that dull gray,
Is the secret garden you look for.
Hiding just
behing the corner!
Flourishing , nurtured by hopes & dreams.
waiting!
& waiting for you to find
your dream!
& be at peace.
Your white becoming the hues you dream.
& so my little one, flutter on!
Flutter ON!
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