《II: Deepening》 #nlines4future
The meadow is stroked by the wind,
rustling into waves of silver.
As a whole, the waves assimilate with the wind,
but in the details, independent fluctuations are localized.
The colorful trees,
while each asserting itself,
permeate as a whole like an Impressionist painting.
Only the wind that enveloped them,
while sinking into the deep blue,
purifies its core.
※ featuring Symphonym "Fluctuations Deepen"
#nlines4future
#nlines4think
#microessay
May each of these words
be a small creative hint for you as you create while wandering.
#CreativeHint
#ThinkingHint
"Poetry that isn't poetry / Poetry that isn't a song" ... Index #001-#100
"Poetry that isn't poetry / Poetry that isn't a song" ... Index #101-#200
"Poetry that isn't poetry / Poetry that isn't a song" ... Index #201-#300
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