I hope that you all find the galaxy and a blooming flower in your heart.
I’m watching your light
I’ll wait for you no matter where
she dwells above the cloudbanks
each mass forms heavy raindrops
she grows sunflowers with her tears
until there’s a whole garden of fears
She is never quite sure
of the road she’s taking
but “it’s okay”, she told herself
“no one is anyway”
I will take your anxiety away
I will tuck you in at night—
and wish you a sound sound slumber.
I will take the dark clouds away
to draw sunshine above your head—
and paint spring into your sad sad soul.
behind the door is an empty room,
stands a shadow with a beating heart—
a forlorn soul where flowers don’t bloom;
a debris of fiasco and chaff art.