Micropoems: Odic Flowers

bed of odic flowers
poems become fragrant
emotions unexpressed
revealing to the whole world


 stuck in the puzzle of life
making heart quiet


 moon faded
clouds covered light
thoughts faded
exhausted mind covered words


 quiet stars and quiet trees
quiet moon and quiet me
we all meditate
in sync

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