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Wild Flowers

by Vautaw

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In the blue-green meadow

of my silent soul, 

scorpion grass - 

dormant for decades,

now grows wild and free, 

sustaining me, 

spreading love

for the aching world

to behold its beauty.  

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Monday 25th February 2019 3:27 am

forget-me-not   love   Nature   poetry about beauty   wildflowers

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