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Letting My Ignorance Show...Like a Flower?
What Would Blake Say
About Innocence Lost Today?
How do you describe
Not wanting
To spoil, waste
Innocence
Yet can't look away
As it is plundered
Lost, hoping
It survives mankind
Stronger,
More resilient,
Teaching us,
The exuberant,
Of triumph,
Peaking glory,
Only to settle back
With the ordinary,
Admire another
More pristine,
Graceful, waiting...
Will she fall
To lay with all of us,
Rot on the forest floor
Among psychotropic berries,
Hidden salamander,
Toads that will give you warts
(Don't touch),
Or rise taller, grand?
The way we were meant
Until the fire?
From the perspective gained from the ground looking at all those rising up...soaring, in fact? It might be my children one day, or a contemporary. Maybe, I'm just a flower (I feel I blossom from time to time), because I'm certainly not one who soared and crumbled to earth. Only a few can become a part of an awesome petrified forest.
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