a poem
love yourself like —
you are a prayer that got answered
a butterfly trusting its wings during its first flight
the stars do: by not waiting for anyone’s applause
poetry loves longing, finding meaning in every pause
the wildflowers do: never asking permission to bloom
a vixen protects her den, filled with all that she needs
the most secret of gardens, blossoming and well-tended
the sun greets the morning, giving warmth even after the coldest of nights
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