Grow Up

Azure wraps the golden sky and the winds sweep away summer’s tears. 

Hands clasped in warmth now diverge like tectonic plates. 

Dreams once kept in locked-up chests are now shared with those who have never seen them.

They feign listening, and pour insult like water on growing plants.

As sun rises and sun sets, and erosion breaks through,

Gullible are the dark-eyed and slim-waisted. 

Perceptions change and leaves fall from dew. 

Reversion swings, a pendulum of possibility. 

An allegory for life. 



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