unaware they were not growing
unaware they were unsatisfied
unaware that there was better
they sat silent-
biding time.
until she told them to keep looking
gave them mirrors
gave them music
gave them everything but silence
asking nothing in return.
and they bloomed without resistance
pushing past the vain traditions
stretching up and out and over
wanting nothing
but to follow.
and the few grew into dozens
and the dozens into hundreds
spread across the fields and outward
rooted deep
no two the same.
This is really unusual but beautiful... mysterious, elegant. Unlike a lot of your others; I think it would be good to show your range.
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