community – Wolverine Lily

Whisper your dreams to me—
I will plant them like seeds
in my porcelain palm,
a cup too small for doubt to find.

I’ll nourish them with spring water,
bathe them in moonlight,
until they sprout through fog,
like buckwheat clawing through stones.

I will shield them from winds,
shade them from sun’s heat,
and hold them close
through winter’s teeth.

I won’t let them wilt—
until their bloom seeps the air,
and holds time
still.

So put your lips to my ear
and whisper—
your dreams.

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