A crown of purple
fierce and proud
It stands alone
above the crowd
With armor made
of emerald spears
It mocks the wind
and stays for years
Though treated
like a stubborn weed
It holds a wild
and royal breed
A silent guard
on hills of green
The sharpest beauty
ever seen
#Thistle
Perhaps we spend too much time killing fleas, and not enough asking why they came.
For every flea we silence, another finds its way back.
Maybe the flea was never the enemy, but a whisper from somewhere we forgot to look.
A Small Light
The world can feel like a storm,
with waves that never seem to end,
but even the darkest ocean
still carries a distant friend.
A candle does not defeat the night,
it does not make the shadows run,
but it proves that in the darkness
there is still a little sun.
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