Art, Pen

Why don’t you fall?

One day
Seeds you’ve kept
In the air-tight jar
Will find the moisture,
From your eyes.
And things you
Never wanted to touch
Or smell or feel
Will flash
Again and again

You have an infinite sky
But no ground to land on
You’ve seen them landing
And loosing their wings, with time.

Lukewarm red dot,
Will help the seeds break the jar
And one day cold winds
And sore wings will
Make you crash-land.

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