never again will the fear diminish
from under the white oak/s shade.
inside which needles mend upon the comfort of thorns
whilst leaves sway threatening from reach.
chrysanthemums break the deepest of scars
left to drip on the water/s edge.
amongst which--
crystallized petals shatter what sinks beneath.
continuous showers tear at the surface of peace,
While butterflies soar among high.
















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