You grew out of stone,
But now you stand alone.
What an audacious flower you are,
To go so far,
Just to live,
Under the sky.
To show your beauty,
In such a stark place.
You are a strong one,
Who may never be seen,
Before your choked by the stone,
Or wither and die.
Oh, but you are such a strong one,
Just because you try.
YOU ARE READING
Across My Mind
詩歌Spontaneous poems I think of or that cross my mind. For me to share and yours to read.
