Wednesday, March 19, 2014


Does it happen to you? Like it does to me?

The hovering between fears and hopes?

Suspended mid air - the heart flutters,

Searching for a source to feed the soul.

Daintily I pick, the nectar of experience

Nourishing my puny being!

In the process, perhaps some pollination - 

Of new sprouts promising glee!

My sleek body flickers

Prancing around between panic and prospect!

Big or small, Mammoth or minute - 

Are you like me? 

Quivering between rapture and regret -

You are like me! Are you ?

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