Reflections

A prose poem... Ravin' ink prompt- reflection

The sounds of the seashell

speaking the ocean words.

The letters of cloudy sky

from moon to sun

sharing night and day.

The cry and smiles of baby

literally synonyms

every language.

The struggle inside the seeds

shading everyone it sees

as a tree.

The lovely colors layer

the petals of floral

attracts bees to pollinate.

The stamens and pistle

of the flower together

makes tasty berries.

The rise and fall

flow of the river

catches by the ocean.

The nurturing earth

leaves plants trees greens

enhance the livelihood.

The fire and the flame

ignites inspiration

always ready to conquer.

The love of broken heart

sparkling in between

the many pieces.

Author's Note

Just a reflection.... :) but left the rainbow 🌈 for you...
thanks for reading...

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I adored the complete poem dear Jeyanthi.
"The struggle inside the seeds
shading everyone it sees
as a tree.
The lovely colors layer
the petals of floral
attracts bees to pollinate."
The above lines were my favorite. I live in Michigan. My garden is resting in December and I am waiting for the days of Spring. We must know dead and we must know life. To appreciate what we have. Thank you dear poet for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Soren]

We are all part of a greater hole just as smaller parts are part of us. We are all united everything is us and we are everything a wonderful poem.