fragile green
supported and hoisted towards the heavens
by a small wooden piece.
the image of both resilience
and exhaustion
life starts to drain out the edges
strength wilting towards the earth as if
it knows it is final resting ground.
If I could see your soul
I’m sure it would be kind.
little cutting fighting to survive-
You are an inspiration.
Somehow I just know
both of us will
make it.
A.P. Bastian 