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"Om"

  • Writer: Mahogany Smiles
    Mahogany Smiles
  • Nov 12, 2025
  • 1 min read

Updated: Nov 13, 2025

Perching on oak,

Emaciated body balancing,

On a raw boned branch

That frolics with the butterflies.

A bird flaps and cries until,

Sobs grow into guffaws,

A double rainbow view from the top;

A lot of lightening.

Roots and bodies at the bottom.

She chirps either way.

The twig sways,

Her talons stay.

Not afraid to soar,

Just absorbing

The moment

 
 
 

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