Lotus

You picked me because I was             "perfect"-

you took me from my comfort spot,

my           home-

to put me on display for others to judge,

Sand runs down 
and into the chasms below. 

Gone.

If you could 
turn back time, 
you would go back to that day 
when she was playing 
in the pool. 

There are 

two roads

under the weight 

of war:

one paved in iron 

and blood,

brutality met 

When rain bounces off the windshield 

In patterns, 

Drumming to the sky’s heartbeat 

In soft thrums, 

I begin to think and 

You are everywhere,
A light path through the forest of
Light pink cherry blossoms in spring.
Petals flutter gently through the air,
Soft as snowflakes, a cascade of petals.

You are everywhere,