all the petals falling on the ground
remind me of the confetti i handed you
the night i left.
some days it is exciting:
the things taking place,
the encounters had,
the realizations founded,
the explanations dispersed.
today-
two moments-
quite different-
deluges of energy,
of elation and sorrow.
and i felt:
this is good for me.
this is me growing.
i had never felt so very much
like a plant before.
some days it is exciting,
and all the petals falling to the ground
are not miserable at all;
they are like confetti
celebrating with me.
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