small things

the tenderness of small things;

apricots lush velvet in the palm of your hand,

filigree spider web.

how quietly an ant breathes.

slow journey of caterpillar to leaf, dawn to dusk.

I found a down feather today,

perhaps a bird will bloom from it.

© 2019 Anna-Christina Betekhtin, All Rights Reserved.


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