Your Potential Poem by wabi sabi

your potential is coming up six more seasons after now

but it won't be blooming without going through seasons
of rain falling, madly hot summer and insanely cold snowy days

you don't know your heart will haunt on the edge of cliff along the coastal line
probably you will feel lonely not having guts to vanish away
you will decide to go home

you will take a shower and go to the closet, opening the drawer

from there is a butterfly you will see
an inspirational new day will start again