looking out to horizons far away,dwelling
with rustling leaves,the tiny drops
of innocent rain
Lights existing
across the universe
like Harlem, where
people gather.
Cactus is still living inside,
cared for;the sweet smelling flowers
in the open,carefree,in peace
stupefied by the howling wind,
caressed by salty waters and
touched by hearts so many.
bloom with joy and grow
into gentle giants of
red green yellow and blue.
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