They Rise Again ðŸ”¥

Smoky tendrils drift up

fighting against the cold

only to fade moments later for bravely being bold.

Replaced by more frail whisps gliding towards the sky

hoping to be victorious,

aiming high…

before disappearing

no part of them left to wonder why.

Are they all the same?

you think this in the time that follows their absence.

Is something to blame?

Like they so often do so to themselves.

Non-existent or just invisible for now? Because there’s a mighty difference.

They rise again

This time do they know of their fate?

I like to think they do.

They’re not oblivious to the struggle even though each time it is brand-new.

like us it is just as much what pushes them to try get through

Thank you for reading! 😉 I hope you’re having a beautiful day ❤

9 Comments

      1. Glad to hear it. I’m fine thank you for asking, enjoying Summer even more now that it’s started to rain where I am! 😄 I thought the drought + hot weather would never end and it was a bit worrying 😂

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