Meanwhile Poem by Madrason .

Meanwhile

Break the chains which never were there
embrace gravitation with small hesitation
and then you should let go, make way
child's play is a natural call
preciousness that which is not tall
but a tiny and a very small
seedling which under arrest
shall resist the waterfall
shall grow from concrete cracks
shall be without ever leaving tracks
and inbetween it yet has taught us all. M

Monday, July 22, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: chains,concrete,leaving
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