nature recognises no weeds
Gaia loves her children equal
its our toxic environments
that depict life as being deprived
of worth
red sands, stained by the crimson
of tears, from those who survived
rest
are well n truly deep into their
hard earned rest
this be the mercy imbued
in the promise between
death and destiny...
(love reading and engaging
with your poems, dear Poet
they never fail to push my limits
thank you!)
Oh yes! What are weeds but all of Creation's gems! Having lived and visited several continents did come to observe that what are considered weeds in one locale are the rarest and dearest types of ornamental greenery in others. Hats off and much thanks, as we push our limits upon the shores and peaks of our lines, even the valleys and plateaus of our ponderings bring forth both fruit and wine.
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I shall weed KP out! lol.
Make sure you got all the gear you need!
nature recognises no weeds
Gaia loves her children equal
its our toxic environments
that depict life as being deprived
of worth
red sands, stained by the crimson
of tears, from those who survived
rest
are well n truly deep into their
hard earned rest
this be the mercy imbued
in the promise between
death and destiny...
(love reading and engaging
with your poems, dear Poet
they never fail to push my limits
thank you!)
Oh yes! What are weeds but all of Creation's gems! Having lived and visited several continents did come to observe that what are considered weeds in one locale are the rarest and dearest types of ornamental greenery in others. Hats off and much thanks, as we push our limits upon the shores and peaks of our lines, even the valleys and plateaus of our ponderings bring forth both fruit and wine.
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