time passes
like water
playing over rocks
wayward trees
in a lonely garden
feeling pulled
in one direction
but still resisting
no compromise
can't give into
the shiny people
shashaying by
flowers sleep
in forgotten warmth
leaved start to fall
tangled and weary
spilling into
their own sillhoettes
the deepest blue
of shadows
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
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