Amniotic

  
I am that small but relentless grass blade

Or shy ivy vine on your steel and glass creations,

I am that moody but reliable moonlight 

That may change your heart or your eyes on things,

I am that involution to meaningless childish play

Driving you out of insane evolution to seriousness,

I am all women you’ve ever met, either loved or hated,

Listened to or scorned, seen or ignored,

I am that boring peace when nothing happens

Only beauty swelling up with every touch 

Out of flowers, out of metal, out of sand, out of skin,

Like incessant waves, rising and falling,

Coming and retiring, 

Sweet liquid flooding

Inner bones

Brain

Blood

History

Theory

Eyes

Amniotic

Rebirth.

~ Andreea Garden ~ 

October, 2015

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