To Explain: Nothing

To understand
Pain is to accept happiness.

You show me the warmth
That falls
On a flower
After a cold
Night of longing.

You tell me of the wind
That embraces
That fall
Off a tree
To take them
For their first
And last

You sing of the water
That soothes
The tongues of
The wealthy and
Of the poor.

You attempt
Your hardest to
Convince me
Of the
Of the

But I know. I know its worth.
I know of the grass that cushions my
Back and of the clouds that feed
Me like sweets.
My memories, they glitter gold in my mind.

I know the beauty of the world.

And yet I still yearn to leave.


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