And she flew

And she flew

A Poem by rasmologic
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Metamorphosis of a life!

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A green leaf she could see,
crawling her way to ecstasy
she could move, could look over
she blinked her eye, one moment
the leaf was now a bright pink
she moved further all the way
on the bark, soaring higher
gazing at the small world,
the innocence in her eyes saw
and so went hours and days
she fell in love, danced to joy
turned behind to look in awe
the leaf was now a mellow orange
she began to wonder today
wondered if what she saw was real
she turned back and there was no leaf
thought if the world was small
if she was the only one that lived
she woke up tomorrow, for then it was
troubled as today, confused as yesterday
she blinked her eye, one moment
the leaf was not here anymore,
the bark was not hers to soar
she did not see colors, not the world
she could not move to look over
no rays from the sun's stares
but the warmth she felt was nothing new
today passed, tomorrow she's awake
dark moments did not leave her alone
she made a wish, hope dawned on her
as the days passed she gave up
she lived and loved the darkness
twitched once not when she moved
light there was for a hopeful soul
she closed her eyes, prayed this was real
trailed behind her a thread as she moved
she waited for it to pass, she waited
there she was, and she could see
moved forward, but could not crawl
for she had wings, she had color
twitched once now but she flew
now in the air, soaring higher
she could move, could look over
she blinked her eye, one moment
the leaf was now green again
and the tree was not her world anymore

© 2015 rasmologic


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Added on April 25, 2015
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rasmologic
rasmologic

Austin, TX



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