The eucalyptus tree reminds me of the most evergreen part of me .
My wisdom grows as slow as a snail
But as seasonal as the changing seasons of a butterfly .
My wings feel as light as a feather
The heaviest scale couldn’t count its heavy stars.
My talk feels like voices in a black hole.
Full of my sound waves , but little understood.
My heart screams for love , but not for growth.
But growth is my love , growth is love .
Scared to dance the night away , but even stars hide in the sun light .
Strawberries at my favorite farmer markets stand . Let me know life is just as sweet .
I say , life can be as sweet as you make it
A strawberry must be green and sour to be full of life x sweetness .
Ivonne E Castillo
