I’ve always
Loved wildflowers
They're so
Gentle and unshakable
A beautiful mess
With clean lines
Wind blowing
Long grasses sideways
Slender slashes
Of bright purple
Warm oranges
And yellow centers
Lonely vagabonds
Memories
Misty and water colored
Lost,
Misplaced feeling
Falling angels
Tripping down
Echos of
Fleeting tracks
Here we go again
Seeing things
In a different way
Is the only way
To experience
Something new
Sarah Mahina Calvello
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