Thoughts are like waterFull of life when in motionbut stagnant, they stink
I’m circling aroundFocus on center, I must —The losing locus
Tapan Avasthi 2022
“Out of the night that covers me, black as the pit…
Blue sky, cotton cloudsthe calming green, sun so warmadorning my soul
Nurtured words for lifeam I too scared to let go?it’s time…
I see a small flowerI think, but I’m wrong, it is a dandelion seed!