Day Dream

The sight of green leaves gives me joy

The wind wrestling the trees fills my soul

And I think of the forests burning

Of droughts

Of how I found my way out

Of struggles and overcoming

Of never truly knowing

The unpromised tomorrow

Of the challenges of living with true sorrow

Of being another

Of being lost forever

Of having no hope

Of the bliss that comes

When a rain drop

Finds its way to my sands

Happiness the flowers must feel

In a spring dance

Then my wifi gets connected

And I forget thoughts I thought I could think

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strangerpaths

Poet, making sense of war, humanity, love and greed. Trying to find the magic in ordinary things. I am Zee

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