I pulled the card
not knowing
just desperate
seeking the answers to unasked questions
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Lotus guru
Blooming
like dance
Smiling as she colorfully unfurls
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I didn’t feel it then
the weight
of petals
pulling themselves delicately apart
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It’s hard work
being gentle
letting go
unraveling to reveal hidden glories
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Happening silently
frustratingly
bit by bit
until nothing is left but undoing
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Thrusting vulnerability
exposing
inviting
giving all to possibilities
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Spreading wide open
expanding
exploding
willing to fall completely apart
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And watching myself fall
bit by bit
beautiful peices
collapsing back into myself
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An act of violence
this blooming
this undoing
itself cannot be undone
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Yet these dead petals
decaying
become more
feeding the blooms of tomorrows
