Sweet Whispers


Blood cells traveling
Carrying stuff that dreams
      Are made of
Ampoules floating through
     Venomous byways
Made ill from the ones that got away


Sweet whispers
Spoken in fragile ears
    The wind simply whipping through
Already limp and dying
Last grace sweeping towards home


Yet in glory some stand
    Their vantage point
This moment in time
In billowing beauty perched from above
The message will come:
Be strong, look out beyond and stay focused.



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