bloom

Was it easy to let it fall off your grip?

How hard did the sand try?

Could you hold it hard enough?

To freeze, the time!

‘Be confident’ they motivate.

‘Was it easy?’ I ask.

The nights aren’t the best,

days aren’t the worst either.

Don’t hesitate, swim across.

Perhaps you’d drown, o

feel the warmth of the sun.

Schrodinger’s cat either lives or it doesn’t.

Try or let it fall onto ‘one of the regrets’

Tomorrow is not promised,

today is worth the risk.

‘Confidence’ is the key, with head held high.

Peel your eyes open,

see through the probable.

How blue can it get to itch out from the core?

Anxiety may stretch your legs
while entering the black holes.

It may condemn to discover the wildest vulnerability.

Come out like an winner, misread the orthodox.

Bloom like the flower you were gifted.

The bee might even settle for the leaves,

when you aren't at the best.

learn to be kind,

Even at your worst.