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Today i stop planting

What if i stop today?

What if i fail today?

Will tomorrow be the same?

I push my boundaries and trespass my limits

Each day towards the unknown.

I lay seeds with my feet

That take me far,

While hoping to return.

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Grass

In the hard times

Of pressing numeric desires and ignorant opinions,

I find myself dreaming grass.

Extended and surrounding grass

Breaths with me

And cuddle my thin roots

While i gather the energy

for the next tiny personal jump.

Alpine solo

The hidden villages in the mountains
Enjoyed quiet and family,
While watching the progress rush around.
The luxury is over
And things come from the big world
And feelings are drained
From the alpine people.

Journey trap

Surprised, I find myself
Surrounded by proud snowy mountains
And massive green lands.
Taken by the intensity of each day
And exhausted by the unwanted tests,
I cannot feel the beauty
of the situation around me.
Absorbed by the journey,
I forgot the achievements.

Confetti heart

Your carapace has toughened
And your being is protected
Though your heart still beats fast
And the fear hasn’t left.
Only what you hold within
Makes a difference
And your knowledge, the details, the wanderings
Like confetti decorate your potential.
The day has come
Sooner than expected.

Photo album

Opening like a flower
To welcome those new possibilities
Only the horoscope can confirm you
But that you worked so hard for.
Remember those beside you
And the hands you are shaking
That come with a true smile.
Your photo album is forming
And you are coming to the front in the pictures.

Recognize\destination

Not knowing the way or the mean of transportation,
Reaching the destination is hard,
But not impossible.
The destination will have full pink flowers
And golden glasses with joyful bubbles
And you will determine the situation.
Free to celebrate the small happenings
And ironies of life
You will recognize it.
Your destination like a nest
You have to build a straw at the time
In the cold winds
To be home.

BFF

Outside my window only a far land
And a distant town
Put boundaries to my creativity.
No eyes are staring
But looks are guessing
This woman with no fear
That always asks more and pushes the limit.
I stare at my hands
And hold them together
Because they are my best friend.

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