Poetry

Where Are You

Is it in the dense trees of the forest? Where creatures stray and diamonds look to be found.

Or is it in the mild ocean and stormy seas where underneath they float and swirl and play.

Or is it in me, deep down, behind and below and around, all of the noise and claws that won’t let go until I push them away.

Where are? There are, you, in my own heart, my deepest feelings, where my deepest self, lays.

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