
multicolored
feathers,
reminiscent of
multifaceted
pressures, and
as time passes, we
learn more,
and discover,
the nature
of our belief
in each other, just
as the trees
talk to us
about love lost, wayward
for a time,
now found,
a mirror image
of me, I see,
holding fast
and forever free, in
the
love felt
between
the me,
I see
in you,
and
the you,
I see, in me…
In response to the WDYS #98 prompt from Keep it Alive, by Sadje.
Photo by Jonah Pettrich @Unsplash