Stagnation
This
stagnation hoary and
stultifying
making
its inroads like
blunderbuss
inside the
pocket of sentinel wary.
From afar I
try to thwart it
Day in
and day out.
One morning me
thought ,
a Sycamore be planted new
in my blooming
garden
with prosperous leaves
undoing
all numbness .
Growth grows
in breezing
leaves , whiz past :
Booming Hope
sings along
Copiously branched leaves;
leaves mythically
vibrate.
Talisman like charm
and
towering
up Hope Power
up
in my
debilitated heart,
clap up
for sycamore,
more and
more for protection.
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