
"Om"
- 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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