
Towering giants nestled in nooks
Timeless scripts written in stones
Countless whispers of shared stories
A fern's embrace, a collective home
Creeping patterns across my veins
Pulsating juncture, one and the same
Follicles a tease, felt with the breeze
Finding ancient paths, an innocent game
New branch to harness
Frequent flyer no more
Cast your shadow within
Amongst towering giants we explore
Promised fire, a glimmer of hope
Quenched roots, braided in knots
Relish in your songbirds story
A tame lion lost deep in thought
entangled amongst bamboo knots
Feigning a shallow lake presence
Blackhole a guided path
Planetary substance is an essence
Relish in your love song, child
Burrow deep in your nest
Braided within you all along
Tattooed across your chest
A trance of songbird serenades
Footholds across fanned leaves
Guidance in lullaby’s up ahead
A kaleidoscope whistling in the breeze
Purplish haze of wispy conclusions
Vastness an untouchable release
Teeming tales in silent bubbles
Clenched throat but at peace
Praying up six steps steep
A mantis finds purpose in rhyme
Muffled mime take off your gloves
Now’s your time to shine
About the Creator
Riddle
Every morning I look naked into the mirror and repeat, "I love, appreciate, and accept myself exactly as I am."
Love is the cure to this maddening, chaotic world. Show it to yourself, for it will ripple into your reality abundantly.



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