Barren heart flutters, and irises bloom in dawn’s light. Insect weaves the final nest with meter, verse, grace, decay. Dust blinks to life.
— t. l. cummings
😪 Beautiful !!
A barren heart…
not yours… a beat a word
gives life paper
revive the spirit
mending broken hearts
on a barren rock…
words carved… your words
thanks for the follow
reciprocated you’ll note
always nice new friends
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gives life to paper, don’t how I missed the to 🙂
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