Misty Skies

Seed of seeds,
Root of roots,
Stems of stems
sprouts out anew,
Kiss the light,
Feel the rain,
Do you feel..
this nurturing?

Breezy wind..
blows soft and slow,
In the mist of
dewy skies,
Is there a man.. walking by?
Who could it be?
I wonder now..

Don't just hide..
Bring your shine,
Tell me stories
of your life,
I see you
with starry eyes,
Show me what 
you're seeing now.

❤☀
Tiff

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