thistle loving sunrise

From so far away

I see a softened leaning

A thistle out of place

is coming close

to unfolding.

It has chosen

a perfect spot

to watch the sunrise.

How many sunrises

will it see

before it is transformed

once more.

And will it love

each one of them

in turn.

Knowing

the grace

in brevity.

Or is it really

the sunrise

that anxiously awaits

..the thistle…

Does the sun smile

upon each nodding notion,

even unto the sleeping breath

that awakens…

becoming me and you….

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ellie894 April 5, 2021

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