Chaos theory in bloom.

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Lilies of white,
Fear and fright.

Roses of red,
lust fuelled bed.

Violets of blue,
Thoughts that are true.

Beautiful,
yellow sun flowers,
Strength,
transformation
and power.

I fill my dreams with all of these,
And buzzing bees,
With the colour of life,
That blurs the strife.
The universe essence,
Always in my presence.
Reminding me of lessons,
Of the past,
That went so very fast.
Of the present,
that is truly a blessing.
And
Of the
Future,
Writing itself
As we speak,
No way to peek,
Or
Even know if it’s
What
We truly
Seek.
All along the
Way
Fresh colours
Bloom,
Beneath a powerful
Moon.
Transformation and change,
Are all within range,
it feels strange,
And good,
Like an over read
Book.