Dare I Plead?
- Hazel Afam
- Feb 4, 2025
- 1 min read
I live in the baby Blue clouds, the ones with tufts of White cotton balls
I live in the Yellow veins and Emerald tubes of the leaves
I even live in the Ultramarine waves and bends of the ocean
I am adrift,
I may just rise up and float away
Please hold,
Please hold me,
Please grab me by the ankles,
Take a great, Red and White cord and tie me to something Brown and mighty
Perhaps to a chopped off and abandoned stump of a great Redwood tree
Please hold,
Please hold me close,
Tight,
and urgently
I do not need to be held like a child, but wrapped up and swayed like a woman,
Do you understand?
This matters to me,
and greatly
Greatly it does,
It takes leaps and falls to get to this point,
but if you listen closely,
Hear me
I want to be held as I am,
As I will come,
and as I will later go.
H.A.
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