Seeds of Tomorrow

Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie : Tale Weaver – #282 – New Start – 2nd July

Detached from my tree of life,
I float in the air for some time.
It felt good to be finally free
and to not to bend,
not to be tied, unable to move.
Venturing into new horizons,
to see the world, wind always talked of,
has always been my dream.
To see those many flowers who
infused smell into the air.
To be once, part of another world.

I drift away from my tree of life,
and land upon the mirror of tomorrow.
I had my yesterdays green,
but today in the mirror,

I see them grey.
But that is just a shade of color,
as seen by the world.
When I look into the mirror,
I see my inside burning with
fervor, ebbing with a longing,
a strong drive, not to give up.


I might have lost my color
to the wind of yesterday,
but I still hold,
the color for tomorrow.

I still have the seeds,
to start it all over again.

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