My personal eden {Poem}

Red, deep, the color of ripe pomegranates

the sun, heavy warmth filling the air

frogs and crickets playing a symphony, conducted by chaos

as a brilliant flash of blue alights upon my fragrant petal

 

it flutters, orchestrating its way to my inner sanctum

the exchange, pollen for pollen, life for life

the circle drawn over and over

infinite in its continuousness, time repeating

 

And still I sit, constant in my personal eden

oblivious to pain or hurt or hate or fear or trauma

Only to bask in the sun full of bird song and lazy Sundays

full of possibility's and unknowns

 

I watch from my perch and smile inwardly, at the beauty I behold

the world in its rainbow of differences

in its diversity, in its unrelenting ability to change

and I know that here, is where I belong, where I want to be

 

Written by: Nazaryn Mindes

 

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